In year 4 in primary school...
... my entire class was kept in during break time for being naughty. One boy, called Anthony left the class to go outside, and somehow nobody saw him leave.

Anthony was one of the nicest most well behaved kids ever, the kind of guy who would sit and work even if there was no teacher, purely because that was what he was there to do.

Anyhow, whilst the class sat there, in silence, doing nothing at all, Anthony came round to the classroom window and began gloating and jeering. The teacher saw him and demanded that he come in immediately.
"No!" ejaculated Anthony, "I've done nothing wrong!"
The teacher went outside to fetch him, but that involved going the complete opposite way, leaving the building, and coming back on herself the entire length of the classroom to reach him.

Anthony wasn't the smartest kid ever, but he could tell what was coming. To avoid the telling off he would surely recieve, he ran away from school.

For about an hour the whole school was kept in the main hall, because half the teachers were out trying to track him down...

Eventually, Mrs. Pye (Best head-teacher ever) found him at his house, a ten minute walk away from school, making himself a peanut butter sandwhich.

That was a good seven years ago, now. Mrs. Pye has since left and the new head-teacher has had security fences put u[ all around the school. Suffice to say it doesn't look as inviting as it once did.

Also, while I'd been attending the school, they'd been saving up computers for schools vouchers, and had splashed out on a new IT lab, to be completed during the summer holidays after my year left. When the new head teacher started working there in the september, she quickly claimed the IT lab as her office, because it was bigger. Bitch.
(tero if I had a website, this is where I would plug it, Sat 12 Aug 2006, 1:12, Reply)