Matt has recently posted about a couple of crazy things students have done during his math classes recently. (Allow myself to... structure sentences poorly. Myself.) The incidents include one student asking him if they could study for a history quiz during his class, and another student quite loudly asking another student for gum. This reminded me of a few of my own classroom antics, and those of a couple select members of our little KJT family.

My crowning moment was the time that I woke up late and somehow thought my algebra classstarted at 1215, when in fact it started at 1115 and ended at 1215. I waltzed in at about ten after twelve, sat down, and got my book out. I wondered two things -- why our beloved Diane King was teaching already (I knew she loved math, but starting early!?) and why she (along with Melanie and Kacey) were staring at me in disbelief. I figured both of those out when she dismissed class five minutes later.

Another friend, Kacey, also had a couple crazy incidents in Diane King's class. One day, DK noticed that we were passing notes and giggling (which we did all the time -- we were writing down and sharing all her quotes!) and launched into a five minute rant about note passing and how she quit teaching high school because she wanted to teach more mature students. Immediately after she went back to teaching, Kacey turned all the way around in her seat and handed me not a folded up note, but her whole notebook! I could not believe she'd be so bold, especially considering how much we loved Diane King. Melanie and I were cowering in our seats and feeling remourseful for offending her, and then Kacey does this! She claims to this day that she never even heard DK's rant, however. Another time, Kacey left her notebook on her desk after class, and when she went to get it, Diane King handed it to her. Kacey noticed immediately that she had left it open, and the top page had a !
written down quote (specifically credited to D.K.) and a corresponding (and rather suggestive) graph. Busted!

One of the most outlandish classroom antics was done (repeatedly) by none other than Margaret. We had an hour and a half long honors history class together, which we would frequently come in late to because we'd been at McDonald's getting cinnamon rolls. On more than one occasion, though, Margaret left and came back during the middle of class so she could visit the tanning bed!