Does your school have any strange stories??

[stardust]

Does yours have any strange tales? Mine does! It's funny too. Like, we were out in gym class in the parking lot playing hockey, and there's this hobo in an old pick-up truck sleeping! We all saw it! But we told the teacher and she yelled at us for telling lies...but lol, he's probably still there...haha. Then the rumours about the assit. principal and a teacher (don't even ask) and then the principal at the 4-5th grade school wears a wig (no lie!) it's funny! We also played spongebob theme in band, but we changed the lyrics to make fun of our director. It was great! And we had this boy all dressed up in pirate gear w/ a hook hand and dagger in his dress shirt pocket,and we all went I I capin'! Hahaha, I gotta hear some of yours.....anybody wanna share??:angel:

[XeEmO]

Well when I was in 8th grade every day someone would throw something new out the window. The teacher wouldn't even notice. I think the keyboard and mouse for the class computer even went out the window...yeah we had a pretty bad teacher. Then that same year I saw two heaters break (or have something happen to them rather) because of kids sticking stuff into them. One of them made a really loud noise like a chainsaw because someone stuck a pencil into it. I was on the floor laughing so I wasn't the one to take the pencil out. I had a yard stick fight that year as well, and I got more detentions than any year combined. Ahh...I could go on about good ol' 8th grade but 1st of all I can't really remember everything and 2nd even if I could there's too much to tell.

[Guest cloricus]

Kids can be so cruel.

-eps-

[stardust]

haha, my science teacher had a tickle me elmo, and she threw it into our english class one day. The english teacher took it and tossed it right out the window!Elmo was laughing too,lol.Then she went on teaching,haha,it was great!

[nezzyjean]

My math teacher was teaching class one day and she heard some screaming through the walls of the room nextdoor, so she went nextdoor cuz she thought it was a scenario when a teacher left a room and two kids got into a fight or something. Well she walked in the door only to find the majority of that class including the teacher standing on desks/seats, screaming. There was a baby mouse in the classroom. So she borrowed a fish tank from the science teacher, Mrs. Greeson, and she got a couple students to go in there and help her catch the mouse. She ended up with a class pet. 2 weeks later he ran away...but it was still a good story.

[klinanime1]

Three "stories"
1)We got a rabbit stuck in the heater once, and a hamster... or two.
2)My friend was yelling about some sort of injustice, ending with "So throw me out a window." Another acquaintance took her at her word and lobbed her out of a second story window.
3)There was this 6th grader doing pot and was stupid enough to stick it in the lining of his binder. The science teacher caught him with it, and he bolted out the door. The DARE officers were sent after him, so when you look out the window you see this kid with 2 officers running after him. My science teacher sent this other kid after him, so this kid just jumped out the window to catch him.

[Bandit Joeykuba]

*thinks* Ahh, the memories!
1) At the Eighth Grade Banquet, my language arts teacher spilt food in her lap, then later on dumped her whole glass of tea onto herself. She ran off laughing.
2) On the day of the banquet, this girl named Amara was wearing make-up that went down her cheeks (awesome looking!) and the vice principal told her she couldn't go unless she washed the make-up off! I mean, there were girls wearing speghetti strap, but he didn't say anything to them! Plus, Amara had paid to go to the banquet!
3) Mr. East (Vice Principal) was standing outside in a drizzle with an umbrella one day. I walked by him and asked, "Are you a witch or something?" He thought for a minute then responded, "Why, yes I am!" I walked off snickering.
4) On one of the last days of school, the math teacher let us play the song 'Math Sucks,' and she had the door open.
5) One time, in Social studies, the teacher asked us to design a shirt/bumper sticker/button on our thoughts of King George III. I put Black Mage (Final Fantasy 1) on mine and had written on it that we should kill him. The day we walked around the classroom, everyone crowded around mine to see it, then proceeded to give me strange looks afterwards. I asked the teacher if she'd take a poll to see how many of my classmates thought I was crazy. She never did.
6) We (did) have a boy in our school who could hurt himself extremely easily. The ways he hurt himself: Stapled his finger(s), stapled his arm, stapled his hair, got his hand stuck in an overhead, cut himself with kiddie scissors, nearly choked on a chicken bone, and electricuted himself (slightly) by sticking his fingernail in an outlet. The boy was never trusted with an overhead or a stapler again.

[PiroMunkie]

[size=1][b]Grade School:[/b]
----- Our lockers come in rows; they are all attached. One time they fell on this one girl. Needless to say, I laughed.

----- My seventh and eigth grade science teacher owns camels.

----- I do believe the main priest guy at the school smokes.

[b]High School:[/b]
[u]Freshman Year High School[/u]
----- We had this one girl who had a growth problem. So she was about 6'5 and built like a football player. Given, we should not laugh, but when a visitor asks her if she is on the football team (the school does not have a female football team) and that she needed a bigger desk... you really cannot help it. She was frightening, but always rather nice. I think the most memorable moment would be when a friend and I were coming back from a pep rally laughing hysterically at something we were talking about leaning up against the lockers so we would not fall over. Then once we gained balance, we turned around to the hallway only to have see nothing but a wall of orange as this girl passed right by us (wearing an orange shirt). We were both like, "HOLY ****!" and fell against the lockers onto the floor laughing some more. ^__^;; Good times.

----- There was this one guy who decided to pull the old alkaseltzer trick. He popped a tablet in his mouth one time after lunch and took a drink of water from the fountain. Walked near a crowd of kids and dropped to the ground in convulsions (he was [i]very[/i] good at doing this) as he let the foam ooze from his mouth. Everybody was freaking out apparently not noticing that my friend and I were on the ground laughing.

----- At lunch, this one person sometimes brought this soda kind of drink that came in a bottle that looked like it was whiskey or tequila (or some kind of alcohol). So one time, after he finished drinking it, I took it and began acting really drunk. There was this one girl next to me and I scooted in closer to her and said to her with a slur, "[i]You[/i].. are one hot chick!" Apparently everyone thought that was really funny, and the girl was blushing like none other as well, lol.

[u]Sophomore/Junior/Senior High School:[/u]
----- This school reall is not funny at all... Though our newspaper staff around the nation is thought to be cult or something of the likes... o_O Last year they made fun of that idea by going to a national competition wearing hooded, black robes, never speaking, and always standing or sitting together. Heh. ^_^[/size]

[Semjaza]

I don't know how funny or strange this was... but whatever. It's all really about one class. I hope it's somewhat interesting, because it will probably be very long.

This class was my Freshman year at Archbishop Weber High School. It was an all boys Catholic school, which is rather ironic at this point because of my current belief system. I was a rather strong and active Christian at that point.

Anyway, I was in honors. All honors classes actually, mostly based on my entrance exam. If a person did well enough on it, they would be asked to join the Veritas Honors program. It basically locked you in all honors classes, made you take Latin for four years and put you in a summer reading program with once a month meetings.

Anyway, the weird thing was that the honors class was probably the worst class in the school discipline wise... especially in terms of our Latin/English classes which were blocked together, one right after the other. 90 minutes of one teacher, in one room.

Anyway, this guy was Mr. Amberson. He had some sort of degree in Latin or some such nonsense. I don't really know anymore. The guy probably knew more than everyone in this forum put together (well at least the intelligent ones here).

He was rather overweight. He had a really strange bowl hair cut that was really, really short. He wore thick coke bottle glasses... always in a suit with dress shoes. Of course, he had to smell like a jock strap. That's almost required by people of his type. His gut usually erased half of the stuff he was writing on the board too.

The main problem was that he couldn't teach. He got his points across, but unfortunately the more insane people in our class kind of got their way. The room fell into chaos.

People would play dice in the back of class. Poker, whatever. People would bring in Magic cards or whatever else and just play those for 90 minutes. We really didn't pay much attention to the guy.

I remember one day I took the waste paper basket and put it up on the edge of the top of the blackboard. Everyone made paper balls and we played basketball. It took Mr. Amberson nearly 15 minutes to notice this for some odd reason. By that time the thing was filled to the brim with nothing but small paper balls. He tried getting it down, but it fell to the floor and they flew literally [i]everywhere[/i]. For the next 20 minutes he ran around picking them up as everyone just threw them at eachother.

There was another day that was a massive spitball fight. It got so out of hand that the dean came in and made us all clean it up. It took us about half and hour to get it all off the walls and chairs.

The day of my trip to Great America with our band, someone brought in a porno. Apparently he edited out all the story parts and it was nothing but sex. I guess Mr. Amberson had no idea what to do, so he just sat there as everyone watched it. I'm glad I wasn't there that day to be honest. That stuff does nothing for me lol.

There is a lot more. Some isn't fit to say honestly. It got so bad that most of the administration held a big meeting with all the kids in that class where everyone aired their problems. I don't really remember the result of it... All I know is that the Dean was suddenly teaching our English class, and the principal was sitting in on the rest of it.

They installed the first camera in the school because of that class as well.

I guess it's rather odd that the "smartest" class was the worst... but I think a lot of us were just really frustrated and felt like there was a lack of challenge at that school. We lashed out. Excuses though. I regret how I acted at this point, but at the same time... my years at Weber are basically unforgettable now.

Anyway, that's one class and one year. There's tons of other stories I could tell. I somehow wound up being the class clown at that school, and everyone knew me... which I still find strange at this point, because I'm usually a very calm and closed off person.

[Fall]

Our RE teacher is about 4 foot. If not, less. Ha.

Our ITec teacher can't fit through the door. He has to use the double door emergency exit.

Enough to keep me laughing for a day. Too bad it's all too well known around the school now.

[Vicky]

This is kinda freeky, but all my teachers (always mine.) Say tings about The ghost of St.Thomas. This was in primary. I do belive in ghost, but this one time, we were in school, and Josh and I chanted @White lady we've got your black baby'. Most people belived in the white lady, but any way, Josh ran off, I ran for no reason too, but he saw someting, I thought I did too. But...
This is just funny, Plain dumb!

Once, my friends were on the table spinning around and laughing, we got told off when the teacher walked in. Then, I asked Simon about the new movies comeing out, he then shouted "MATRIX!"And dived off the chair, he did a combat roll and hid under the table! Weird, eh?

These aren't, kinda storys. But I miss year 6. I wish I saw them more often. But me and Simon laughed our heads off, and got in trouble every five seconds...

[Fyxe]

I got two stories. Ok the first one is kinda sick. Once at lunch... we were having tuna caserol.. nasty, this kid got sick by eating the caserol, ok? Well he barfed all over another kids plate, so that kid barfed. Seeing that kid barf made another kid barf.... and that landed right on my Science teachers head. Peolpe were laughing really hard as she ran around panicking. lol.

O.k, my next one is weird.
Well when me and my friends were passing the band room after school, we heard someone playin' the drums. So we went to check who it was. But when we came in no one was there, so we left. The next day someone else said they heard it, and so did the band teacher. So some people waited there after school, when the drums started to play they went in. Well guess what they found? They found a little orange cat... yes I said CAT up on the drums, just walkin' around. LOL.

[Dmitri_Dragoon]

You guys are all lucky. That sounds like fun to have happen at schools. What does my school have? A Gay Straight Alliance. Darn you Boyd County...
But yeah, that's the basis of my story. We have big ole fights, walk outs, and other such stuff trying to get rid of the Alliance. Just my belief that kind of thing should be left out of school.

[James]

[color=#335062]Ohh, I have so many funny school stories. ~_^

I'll tell you two of 'em.

The first one is kinda nasty. It happened all the way back in primary (elementary) school. I think it was grade 4. All of the grade 4 boys were in the school oval, running around on the grass. And some kind found a bull ant nest in the corner of the oval, near the school's perimeter fence. So needless to say, about half of the boys started kicking at the nest and digging it all up.

It was kinda entertaining for me at that stage of my life (lol), so I just watched along with the other half of the grade.

And suddenly, within about fifteen minutes, ALL the hands poured out over the ground and ran up the legs of the boys...and started biting them. Some boys had what looked like dozens and dozens of ants running along their legs, biting them over and over.

Now, if you're not Australian, you might not know what bull ants are (I'm not sure if they exist anywhere else). But, an adult bull ant is probably about an inch long, give or take a few millimetres. They're big, they have big jaws...and they're highly aggressive.

Shows what happens when you attack their nest. ~_^ All the boys had to get some kinda cream on their legs and stuff that day. They were all okay, but obviously they were really scared after that. lol

The second story happened in my senior year of high school. There was a teacher who joined a few months into the year, called Mr. Stokes. He was kind of like Sy from One Hour Photo...a nerdy, awkward looking man. Probably in his mid-40's. And with a tremendously large combover. o_O;

But anyway, he was really rude. I can't remember exactly how it started, but he became enemies with Tom, one of my friends.

So, Tom used to do all sorts of stuff to him. One day, he locked Mr. Stokes in a class room and walked away casually...lol...Mr. Stokes was trying to get passers-by to unlock the door. o_O He was never in any danger or anything, but it was more of an embarassment for him.

Anyway, he also used to walk past the spot where my friends and I used to hang around at lunch times. We used to hang around on these stairs near one of the office buildings. There was about 12 of us, I think.

One day, he walked past and made a nasty little comment about Tom's dreadlocks. Tom heard it and, being the person he is, pointed to the guy's head and yelled out "COMBOVER! MY GOD, THAT'S SUCH A MASSIVE COMBOVER!! I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT!! AAHHH!!!"

lol.

And on another occasion, Mr. Stokes just gave Tom a nasty look..so uh...Tom walked up to him and walked beside him a bit...then he leaned over and spoke just like Ace Ventura...

[spoiler]"Excuse me...your [b]balls[/b] are showing..."[/spoiler]

Ahem. It was funny at the time. ~_^

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[Dragon Fou Lu]

funny incidents? i have a few but i'll only say one


one of my friends had to read out most of an assembly we were having, he was doing ok until we had to play our flutey-things (recorders i think they're called)and at that point he burst out laughing because when we were playing them every person in the row made a mistake at least once at a different part.

[Bandit Joeykuba]

Okay, I have another story. This is from elementary school.

We had (believed) that we had a ghost in the cafeteria. It seemed to like us girls, it always bugged us. It would move our tables, push chairs, and knock stuff off the table. One time, our little ghostie picked a chair up, held it up for all of five seconds, before promptly flipping it over. :laugh: The dang little thing nearly got us in trouble, casue the teachers thought that we had done it. It scared some of the girls, but I thought it was cool. In fact, it listened to me once. I said something like "If there's a ghost in here, it will move one of these chairs." In correspondense, one of the chairs (that no one was around, and that I happened to be looking at as I said the foremetioned statement) moved back, then back to it's original position. We talked about it all the time at recess, and made fun of our school in the meantime. We said that it could be the ghost of Woodrow Wilson (That was the school's name) telling us to "Vote for the ghost!" Later, we found out it was possible that our cafeteria was built over the graves of two people.

[Transtic Nerve]

Yeah, some of my teachers had sex with students. Talk about strange stories....

[XeEmO]

Alright well something kind of amusing happened today at school so i'll post it here. It all started this morning when my friend Alan kicked my friend Tom in the balls because Tom threw a shoe at him and he turned around just in time for it to hit his face even though Tom was trying to hit him in the back. So at lunch today Tom bought an extra Poweraid and asked Alan to go buy him a cookie. So while Alan was buying him a cookie Tom poured the poweraid into Alan's backpack turning all of Alan's stuff orange. I guess you kind of had to be there, but I found this to be pretty funny.

[Axel--Ignition]

I remember everyday in fifth grade we used to get this retarded kid to lick salt off the cafeteria tables.
Me and my aquaintance tripped my teacher every wednesday after she gave him an F.

In sixth grade, I kicked Gouf (he called me a name) and his g/f and all of his friends came after me and started a giant brawl inside the class room.

In eighth grade, we dumped all the midgets in our team into one of the giant cafeteria trash cans, then pushed them down the eighth grade hall.

I'm going to get Gouf over here, he has some really funny stories about his school.

[WW2]

Not much has happened at my school.

But this one time some girl went crazy in psychology class, and started to freak out. Our teacher told us that the girl said she had seen the classroom walls open up, revealing the grim reaper. After this the girl was put on some kind of medication. I'm not sure if its true or not, its just something my psychology teacher said.

Oh and this one time some girl had a headache and took like twelve Asprins. Unsuprisingly, later that day she passed out in the halls.

Like I said not much happens at my school.:(

[SereniTy]

Heehee... it was a loonnggg time ago back in 4th grade. And I wasn't actually there, but my friend was (she's the one who told me).

Well in the middle of a lesson, a guy named Michael hit his funny bone on his desk and ran straight out the classroom door. lol. I find it soo funny!


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[Lady Macaiodh]

[color=darkblue][size=1]There's this crazy story about a high school around here... pretty much everybody knows it, but it could be one of those urban legends.

Apparently, this kid was a weed dealer & stashed a few pounds inside one of the vents. But it caught on fire and blew the smoke all over the school.

I suppose it could happen.

Another one... a kid was selling acid & hid it inside his pants. But he started sweating during gym class and absorbed it all into his skin. To this day, he's in a mental institution. He has to stand up all the time, because he thinks he's a glass of orange juice and that if he lies down, he'll spill out & die.

That seems a little far-fetched.

As for my school, I think I've already told too many stories about that place. But it's all really true.[/color][/size]

[Brasil]

Boy, you're really asking for a lot. Er, I mean Your question isn't out of line, it's just my answer is going to be pretty huge.

7th GRADE: Social Studies with Mr. Campbell, ?slappo,? ?the messenger always gets killed.? The Campbell Chronicles. Super Idiot and Moron Man.

How do you sum up an entire year? Simple. ?Mr. Campbell.? One of the most fun teachers ever, he knew how to get to students. Whether he was explaining how to get out of a choke hold or teaching us where Zimbabwe was, he always made it fun.

He once told us that ?the messenger always gets killed.? That?s why I will always dread being the messenger.

Scott and I worshipped Mr. Campbell. He was a star character in our comics. I created a comic strip entitled, The Campbell Chronicles, which told the adventures of our eccentric social studies instructor.

Mr. Campbell?s social studies class also had a profound effect on our comics. Scott and I both created our idiot superheroes on the same day. Super Idiot from Scott and Moron Man from me. Both seemed to live in the same universe. There were occasional crossovers. It was fun.

8th GRADE:
Our principal, Mrs. Hamm, spoke at our graduation ceremony. Mrs. Hamm scares me.

CHS:
FROSH YEAR: Stink bombs. Comic confiscation by Mrs. Iaconelli. Scary pep rallies. Singing ?Brown Eyed Girl? with 7th period art class and Mrs. Rossi. Discussing the 1998 Godzilla atrocity with STH.
Freshman year was scary. We were so young and so new to everything. We didn?t know what to expect. Stink bombs went off in freshman hall after every pep rally, some freshman got paddled. I?m amazed I turned out as well as I did.

SOPH YEAR: The Thing of CHS. First kiss backstage with a crew member during Fiddler. Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me with STH, Hyzer, and Hemphill in an empty theatre. Eisenmann torturing Jonathan Atkins. Mess up day, stealing cheese, looting Tevye?s house. Pokémon Red and Blue with STH. Mysterious organ music.

The highlight of sophomore year for me was Fiddler on the Roof. It was my first show, and I was nervous. But everybody was really cool and showed me the ropes.

Well, everybody was cool except Jonathan Atkins. He was a little *****. Marc Eisenmann would torture him mercilessly, and with good reason. Jon Atkins was a little *****. We all plotted to tie him to the boat in Boston.

Another thing that happened that year was I got hooked on Pokémon. Scott and I played his Red and Blue most of the time we were out in the auditorium. I hate Pokémon now, but I still like Red and Blue.

Mess-up day is always a blast. Especially when you?re stealing cheese from Tevye?s cart, or looting his house.

We can?t forget the weird things, either. Mysterious organ music playing and strange creatures running around in the back lot of the high school.

Also, I had my first kiss during Fiddler. I was the cute, little newcomer to the drama club, and made friends with some of the female crew. They liked me. My nickname was Alex ?The Hat? Esten.

It?s always fun outside of school, too. Scott, Chris, Matt and I went to go see Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me one day during a vacation week. The theatre was empty. We took up an entire row.

JUNIOR YEAR: Creative Writing with Ms. Sammartino. Proofing the script of The Good Guys. History with Ms. Baxter. TORONTO. Super Smash Bros. Tourney, hosted by STH.
The two biggest things in junior year were the script of Scott?s comedy, The Good Guys, and the Super Smash Bros.© Tourney hosted by Scott. We edited the script a lot in homeroom. Chris, Scott, and I all had our hand in rewriting scenes and changing camerawork and whatnot. Gina Petti had a hand in it, too. The Tourney was awesome. I had a come-from-behind victory. Alan Croft shall forever hate me with a beam sword and a couple of strategically-placed proximity mines. I?m also deadly with a Home Run bat. ?Grabbing, throwing, zapping.?

TVP STUFF:
The Good Guys ?Alex put your pants back on!? ?Hey want to come over here with Dick and me??(<-- 13 or more takes!!!) ?What if Vince was making funny faces beneath that mask?? ?He?s a proctologist?? ?How about a threesome??

STH: ?It?s a living script.?
AE: ?Then we could revamp the entire script couldn?t we??

The crappiest choreographed fight scene ever: YOUNG CHAMP vs. SIZZLER, teaching TVP for a day on scriptwriting.
The Sons Of Python, so many good memories but so many bad skits and lousy acting.

VA Beach music trip:
The music trip to Virginia Beach was a lot of fun. Well, my roommates were fun, but most of the trip kind of sucked. Dealing with inbreds at Busch Gardens just isn?t my cup of tea. But, anyway, ignoring the southern folk, I roomed with Scott Miller, Ben Cheney, and Mark Petti.

We had so much fun in that room, and most of it?s on tape. Anytime I hear the song ?Matchmaker, Matchmaker? I will forever think of Scott Miller?s rendition of it as sung by Wicket the Ewok. The pink blanket added so much to the effect, Scott.

Also, Ben loves his boxers/briefs, because they ?give the support of briefs, but they have the comfort of boxers.? But it was kind of scary when Ben chased me around the room with a nasal excretion on his finger.

We made fun of The Rock?s nationality, too. Apparently he?s Hawaiian, not Italian or Mexican.

I never knew Scott Hicken wanted to have breasts.

Throughout the trip, however, it seems nobody realized the camera was on most of the time.

Mr. Cook: ?Chris Hemphill.?
Chris Hemphill: ?YO! Okay that was stupid.?

At that point, I was recording; and you can see everybody realize the camera was recording. They laughed so hard at Chris. Blackmail footage galore, I tell you.

Creative Writing presentations ruled. I freaked so many people out. It was wickedly delicious. Whether I was improvising a spacey monologue, reading from Ragtime, reciting my comedic JAWS 5 monologue about Shamu going crazy at Sea World, ranting that Adolph Hitler was plotting against me but if I killed him then we?d have a crazy midget in the White House, it was ALL good.

Rain Man impressions during gym and English. Rain Man rocks, and doing it in Gym Class is even better. ?The bat has to be there before you get up to the plate. Definitely before. After is too late, definitely too late. Yeah.? Then interpreting fables as Rain Man is always a hoot. ?There were no grayhounds. The rooster was lying, yeah definitely lying. He was fooling the fox. Definitely fooling him.?

Kicking myself for panicking during Can Can when I couldn?t get onstage in time for the finale (should?ve improvised ?Was in the john.?!).

Trance dancing in gym class to Californication by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. They thought I was high. Lol.

That's about it I think.

[XTreme777]

I have a few. :D