School fights
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
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Silent But Deadly
There was this one guy at school who was always, always at me. Pecking my head about whatever amused him about me, my family or whatever. I always took it on the chin, and never said anything to rise to the bait.
Anyway, one day, he made a comment about my mother (pretty tame and standard for a school, but you know, still a bit harsh) that was it, I snapped. I gave him the hiding of a lifetime, broke his nose and two of his fingers. One of his mates came up to help him, so I gave the other lad a bit of a pasting too.
Deed done I just walked off around the other side of the school, calm as anything, ready for the obligatory bollocking by a teacher.
I didn't get one. Apparently the teachers knew what was going on (so why didn't they do anything about it), and all but said to me the lad deserved it.
Sorry Michael, but you had it coming.
Also, has anyone witnessed or been part of massive inter-school fights? You know the ones, where 100's of pupils kick the living daylights out of each other in a local park or town centre? Anyone growing up in North Sheffield in the 1990's will know what I'm on about.
( , Sat 11 Mar 2006, 9:56, Reply)
There was this one guy at school who was always, always at me. Pecking my head about whatever amused him about me, my family or whatever. I always took it on the chin, and never said anything to rise to the bait.
Anyway, one day, he made a comment about my mother (pretty tame and standard for a school, but you know, still a bit harsh) that was it, I snapped. I gave him the hiding of a lifetime, broke his nose and two of his fingers. One of his mates came up to help him, so I gave the other lad a bit of a pasting too.
Deed done I just walked off around the other side of the school, calm as anything, ready for the obligatory bollocking by a teacher.
I didn't get one. Apparently the teachers knew what was going on (so why didn't they do anything about it), and all but said to me the lad deserved it.
Sorry Michael, but you had it coming.
Also, has anyone witnessed or been part of massive inter-school fights? You know the ones, where 100's of pupils kick the living daylights out of each other in a local park or town centre? Anyone growing up in North Sheffield in the 1990's will know what I'm on about.
( , Sat 11 Mar 2006, 9:56, Reply)
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