teachers always cop it...
I went to a slightly toffy boys school and we did some awful things to our teachers, but the one I'm most proud of was the havoc we wreaked on our italian teacher. His crime, by the way, was simply to teach us italian, but lets not let that get in the way.
He was small, slightly shabby, with grey/brown hair, glasses and an improbably big nose. He looked distinctly ratty.
We used to cover the chalkboard with rat footprints, put rat traps on his chair, shredded newspaper in his drawers, fake droppings around the corners of the room - you name it. In a move that must have left him in no doubt as to the main perpetrator, I started wearing a stuffed mouse (one of those cat toys) as a badge. I even fashioned little silver rimmed glasses for it.
In the end, everyone in the school, including the other staff, knew him as the rat.
( woowoowoo, Fri 14 May 2004, 4:20, Reply)