My nieces told me that in elementary school a boy was expelled for making a "gun" out of those blue connector fraction thingies.
When we were kids, my brother was suspended because he restrained a bully that was putting a beat-down on another kid.
This was back when suspension was supposed to be something bad, like your parents pushed you to manual hard labor because you inconvenienced them or some s**t. My dad was like "Aight, he can stay home and watch cartoons then. His brother will pick up his homework and drop it off."
Which totally pissed the school off, it was hilarious.
What wasn't hilarious was that my now hubbs couldn't carry his rescue inhaler in school, and had to go to the nurse's station to use it every time before gym. Which lead him to being yelled at by the gym teacher for being late, or the teacher of whatever class just before for having to leave early.
I never ********' understood that. You can't get high from a rescue inhaler. You can give yourself a high enough dose of Ventolin that you can make your heart explode, but I don't know anyone who would want to do that.
Ventolin tastes gross.
Oh, and ******** Macs. ******** you old school, ******** you and your apple products.
EDIT; my school also only offered Spanish and French, as they considered one or the other necessary for living in the US.(I live in NY, not far from the Frenchery of Canadia.)
I was also a little pissed when they put heavier restrictions on the tech club and drama club to curb spending, so they could spend more on sports emotion_donotwant
EDIT'S EDIT; MY old school was known for producing athletes, so most of their funding went to sports. Which I did not, and still do not have a great interest in.