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I went to the same K-6 school from kindergarten thru grade 6 and was in the school's after-school daycare for most of grade 3, all of grade 4, and a month of grade 5.

I stabbed someone with a pen in grade 5.

A guy was bothering me in grade 4, 5 or 6 and my dad told me to set him on fire.

Some guy in grade 8 was trying to bully me. One day I smashed his head into the knob on a locker, and he required stitches.

My agends was stolen in grade 10, my science teacher gave me hers that she never used, then that one was stolen and then one day one of them was returned.

I just went to school. I had to take a final exam for the whole semester's worth of learning.

It had 6 questions on it and I finished in 5 minutes, we had 2 hours to work on it.

That sounds too good to be true!


At Flakeside my grade 9 homeroom was also the detention room, probably for convenience; I think my class was the worst in the school.

I took a spanish class in grade 8, but they never actually hired a spanish teacher. We had a guy come in once and sing to us the ABCs in spanish, and other various kid's tunes.

We also had a subsitute come in who smelled strongly of bleach. She was crazy and stood on desks, and locked us in the classroom. She would not let us leave for some godawful reason when school was out (last class of the day) so I left through the emergency window exit.

At flakeside one kid got his head stuck inside his shirt in class.

Every year we have a student vs staff basketball game. The teachers almost always win. That's how much our athletics suck.

At Flakeside you had to sign into the library, and if they knew you were constantly reading in the library they gave you a pass and you didn't have to sign in; I had a pass.

One time someone pranked the school library by changing the internet home address to the flash that spans 100,00 pop-ups that say "you are an idiot" with the volume all the way up. Ever since then they have crazy restrictions on the computer.

In grade 6 I had gross spit balls mde with balls of paper shot into my hair.

When I was in middle school, I was bullied quite a bit, but when those people went to high school, I either noticed that they weren't what they used to be or I never even saw them again.

In grade 2 this boy would spit in his hand and smear it on my desk.

I was failing technical drawing miserably, and my high school graduation depended on it. The teacher decided to pass me with the condition that I would never study anything that would require technical drawing.