I was never naughty but I can imagine the maths teacher was a bit miffed...
... when we started calling him Jesus as we knew the initial of his first name was J, but he wouldn't fill us in on the rest. We spent all his classes colouring in the graphs we were to study and even got him Easter gifts to celebrate his crucifixion. We liked him, really, but after we started teasing him about how he wore nail polish (he didn't, I think he found the bottle left in the classroom and idly sat it on his window ledge) I get the feeling we weren't as welcome. At least he wasn't there to see why all the cardboard boxes in the room suddenly got squashed. We had a great afternoon dragging each other round the classroom pretending we were in really tiny cars. Somehow we passed our exams.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Mon 12 Sep 2011, 1:10, Reply)