story Student Teacher Thumbtack reaction
In grade nine at the ripe age of 13 while sitting in English Class I conspired with *Roger to place a thumbtack on the seat of *Tommy before the teacher arrived back, from being called out of the classroom. Tommy was standing up. After he stood up he walked over to deposit his crumpled paper into the trashcan. I handed Roger a thumbtack I retrieved from my pencilcase, Across the aisles, no-one was looking in our direction. We sat but 30 inches apart from eachother; my desk being located in the aisle closest the windows in the back left corner. Roger placed the tack on Tommy’s chair. We looked at eachother, smiling awkwardly giggling.
Tommy had begun his journey back to his seat. We watched. The teacher walked in. We watched. Our eyes widened in pure excited terror. We watched. Tommy sat down. We watched. Tommy Screamed ouWAH! We giggled outload; silently we watched. The teacher had turned to face the class. The class giggled. We watched. Tommy pulled the tack out of his ass. The teacher watched. The class watched. We watched. The teacher spoke. The class listened. The teacher abhored the class with a mighty fank speech. Tommy rubbed his bum. No one knew what we did except the teacher who looked upon our faces.
My face reddened in perverse shame. Roger stared grimly smiling. The teacher silent. Our names never spoken. The teacher teached.
Whatever possesed me to do this, causes me to quietly laugh to this day. Sometimes as human beings we do things that are, a little warped, that could cause harm to someone else.
*Names have been changed just in case…
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