teacher?
we had a teacher at school who was bit unorthodox. He was everyones favourite teacher, and was quite matey with the class but he didnt take any shit. He could aim with pinpoint precision, board rubbers, bunches of keys and his favourite - the bit of chalk he was using, right at your head if you were titting about.

One class me and my mate were giving each other dead legs, he bollocked us and made us stand at the front of the class. Then told us for the rest of the lesson we were to have a fight. Everyone laughed, but of course he wasnt joking.
He even divided the class as 'supporters' for the individual pugilists. Initially we refused, but somehow he managed to get us both riled with the other, even shouting 'Come on, FIGHT!' and 'Punch harder!' and we began pushing, then shoving then the first punch was thrown and we were off. The whole class was cheering their own allocated fighter. It started to get pretty vicious, and we were both waiting for the teacher to call and end to the precedings, but he just kept checking his watch. Desks went flying, blood was spilt, then the bell went. He just picked up his things and walked off for lunch. He didnt need to mention it again. It went down in year folklore, but strangely no one who was in that class ever had a fight again, maybe he'd made a point about the fruitlessness of fighting, maybe no one wanted to be humiliated in that way. Who knows.

FOOTNOTE
After one summer break he never came back, allegedly he had touched up some 3rd yr girl.
(balboa, Fri 10 Mar 2006, 13:36, Reply)