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SUSPENDED FROM SCHOOL – IN LIMBO
AGE – 15
So this year I was in grade 9. I was disappointed
and angry.
I was upset that
I never went to the chess world cup even though I was qualified.
I was upset that I didn’t get the high school chess trophy even
though I won the school tournament against A-Level students.
I no longer played soccer.
I was growing in height at this stage, and my joints were in
extreme pain when I kicked the soccer ball hard. So, due to all those events, I had basically turned
into a rebel.
My whole life
I was a reasonably obedient child.
But when a child is becoming a teenager life becomes more
complicated, and things like the chess championships that seems
unimportant to adults. can have a very negative effect on the life of a
young teenager.
Then, I pulled the corn-cricket trick on the head
of the Student Management. I guess I will have to explain these
corn-crickets to you:
Ok, when you grab them at their back legs, then
they creak at you, after they realize they can’t do anything, and your
not really hurting them, then they go quiet.
The ends of all their legs have small hooks. Because they have
hooks, they climb very easily on your jersey.
And do they ever climb down? No :-) they always climb up.
Also when they reach your neck, then they start feeling you neck.
They cannot climb human skin, it is too smooth, so they keep on
stroking you neck.
Hitting
them is also not a good idea.
They have spikes on their backs.
Plus if you grab them then can excrete some gross liquid on you.
So yeah, you can imagine how angry the student manager was after
I placed one on his jersey.
He sure had it in for me; every time he passed I got a rude comment from
him. I was probably wrong, but every time the student manager told me
something. I simply ignored him.
He was in my grade and the same age as me.
Since my friend came up with a “brilliant” idea.
Laxatives.
I figured
if we give the Student Manger some laxative before a soccer competition,
that would be really funny.
The next day, my friend, brought some non-prescription laxative to
class.
In the end we all
sat behind the student management’s desk and planned this event.
In the end, I was the one who placed a laxative pill inside his
drink.
Well, I was the most
motivated person to do it.
So the next day my class was pouring in laughter
when we heard about the student manager who ran on and off the soccer
field to go to the toilet.
It didn’t take very long until he came storming into the room with his
eyes black.
He said he
heard it was me that put drugs in his drink and he couldn’t sleep the
whole night.
Everybody
knows, laxatives in the morning do not give you black eyes, he was awake
the whole night because he took illegal drugs.
So he started pushing me around, he wasn’t much of a fighter
either.
I turned him around
and put him in a neck-lock.
The senior female class prefect told us to break up, so I let him go.
Then he grabbed me again, tore my shirt, and he tried to punch
me.
So I put him back in a
neck-lock.
And I waited
until a male senior prefect arrived and asked us to go to the principle.
So of course he wasn’t accused of fighting, I did not get
reimbursed for my shirt.
In
the end, it was all my fault and I had to go to a disciplinary hearing
concerning the ‘drugs’ I put in his drink.
I had 2 witnesses that I put laxative in his drink, so we decided he
should go for a drug test.
In
the end he came out positive for something serious.
The original results had managed to disappear at his parent’s
house, and also the copies had disappeared at the principals office.
He got away completely clear of his fighting and drug using
accusations.
The school wanted
me suspended but their grounds were shaky if they did not bring the
other student into it. So I remained in limbo between expulsion or
continuing studies for a very long time. I was given some punishment in
the form of having to spend 2 weeks helping disabled farmers to grow
their flowers.
That even was
rather funny, I watched this one
disabled man catch a bird, pluck it and eat the bird raw with his one
hand
Since the plan was for me to go to
Europe
the next year, and since I was in limbo with high school.
After I finished my 2 weeks, my mom agreed that I can quit this
school.
And
go to Europe
faster than planed.
Since their school
years were based on different months.
This way I could start fresh, also from the beginning of grade 9.
I would just like to finish this
chapter off: that this was the start of the next 10 years that I lived
without parents.
From the
start of my age 15, right through to the end of my age 25.
Except for the 3 years I spent
in an old age home, which I will explain later.
This was the end of my
dangerous animal chapters, and the start of a total new way of life,
with new experiences.
Which
I had to figure out myself, without advice.
So like I said, this book, that explains my experiences, is the
only way I can explain how and why I made the hard decisions in my life.
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