The Weird Kid In Class
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
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JF and Peter
Coming from a rural background, everything was quite 'respectable' in my schools - comparably - and weird kids were far and few between. I never really met many weird kids, as our village had it's own college for special kids. Reportedly it's pretty good as well, kids come from all over the world to go there, they must pay an arm and a leg.
Anyway, the only weird kid I remember was called JF in primary school. I remember 2 incidents about him. In year 2, he asked to be excused for the toilet, and came back in 10 minutes later, keks around his ankles, asking the teacher to 'please wipe my bottom'. Ms. Wilson, the poor bint, was really too nice to refuse, and had to go and wipe this little buggers arse. That's one of the perks of being a primary school teacher you just don't hear about.
The second one was in assembly, all us little cherubs were sat cross-legged on the hall floor, when for no apparent reason, JF pipes up with a stream of obsceneties that would make a chav blush. Mrs. Halliday, the ferocious headmistress, promptly swept him off his feet and carried him out of the hall, with him screaming 'Fuck YOU!' all the way out and her relentlessly slapping his arse. She'd probably get sued doing that today.
If I remember rightly, whatever problems he had, he sorted out, because he ended up relatively normal and went to the usual middle school.
I actually remember one other girl at middle school who was just a little off. Not demented enough to be in special needs, just special enough to stand out a bit. The only incident I remember was in geography, when she claimed she and her entire extended family had driven nonstop to Eygpt for summer.
The only other weird kid was in year 9, 10 and 11. Kid called Peter Tomes, who had some condition, I forget what. He was generally speaking a nice kid, just not normal enough to fit in and as a result he was picked on mercilessly. In year 11, I remember I had just finished my IT GCSE, and we were sitting in the hall when the Year head comes in - and I remember these words exactly - said 'I've just finished the hardest phone call of my life. I'm very sorry to inform you all that Peter Tomes passed away this morning of a heart attack'. I never knew the kid, had probably spoken 10 words to him in 3 years, but you don't exactly feel good about it, do you? It was immediately after this exam that I realised what a bunch of tossers most year 11s are, when the jokes were flying thick and fast. Luckily 99% of these knobheads were filtered out when they didn't acheive the 5 Cs required to get into sixth form.
( , Sun 21 Jan 2007, 10:59, Reply)
Coming from a rural background, everything was quite 'respectable' in my schools - comparably - and weird kids were far and few between. I never really met many weird kids, as our village had it's own college for special kids. Reportedly it's pretty good as well, kids come from all over the world to go there, they must pay an arm and a leg.
Anyway, the only weird kid I remember was called JF in primary school. I remember 2 incidents about him. In year 2, he asked to be excused for the toilet, and came back in 10 minutes later, keks around his ankles, asking the teacher to 'please wipe my bottom'. Ms. Wilson, the poor bint, was really too nice to refuse, and had to go and wipe this little buggers arse. That's one of the perks of being a primary school teacher you just don't hear about.
The second one was in assembly, all us little cherubs were sat cross-legged on the hall floor, when for no apparent reason, JF pipes up with a stream of obsceneties that would make a chav blush. Mrs. Halliday, the ferocious headmistress, promptly swept him off his feet and carried him out of the hall, with him screaming 'Fuck YOU!' all the way out and her relentlessly slapping his arse. She'd probably get sued doing that today.
If I remember rightly, whatever problems he had, he sorted out, because he ended up relatively normal and went to the usual middle school.
I actually remember one other girl at middle school who was just a little off. Not demented enough to be in special needs, just special enough to stand out a bit. The only incident I remember was in geography, when she claimed she and her entire extended family had driven nonstop to Eygpt for summer.
The only other weird kid was in year 9, 10 and 11. Kid called Peter Tomes, who had some condition, I forget what. He was generally speaking a nice kid, just not normal enough to fit in and as a result he was picked on mercilessly. In year 11, I remember I had just finished my IT GCSE, and we were sitting in the hall when the Year head comes in - and I remember these words exactly - said 'I've just finished the hardest phone call of my life. I'm very sorry to inform you all that Peter Tomes passed away this morning of a heart attack'. I never knew the kid, had probably spoken 10 words to him in 3 years, but you don't exactly feel good about it, do you? It was immediately after this exam that I realised what a bunch of tossers most year 11s are, when the jokes were flying thick and fast. Luckily 99% of these knobheads were filtered out when they didn't acheive the 5 Cs required to get into sixth form.
( , Sun 21 Jan 2007, 10:59, Reply)
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