HIgh School Hijinks

If you only came close, you should have lit another one.

Well, 3 minutes prior to class starting.  Most students were in the hallways, some guy brought a smoke bomb, dared me to light it & he threw it.  I got the lesser punishment because I fessed up to my part without any interrogation, had not gotten in trouble much before this and because my parents had just gotten divorced.  I am assuming the powers that be felt I was a 16 year old kid rebelling in a very stupid way.

The guy who brought it & threw it got suspended.  They never asked me who else was involved, either he fessed up later or someone else who saw it passed the information on to the principal.

I'll give you and your accomplice credit for a little creativity. Today's kids are too glued to their smart-phones to even consider such a prank.

Mr. Verhallen (sp?) didn't appreciate the creativity much.  I had a (much deserved) target on me from him for the rest of the year.

Now that I think about it, one of our more creative pranks on him involved a pair of Mattel football games.  My friend & I sat as far apart as we could and had the games buried under books or in a jacket pocket.  When Verhallen was on my side of the room, my friend would press one of the buttons to start a play, which would result in a muffled "tweet-tweet" from the game when the "player" got tackled.  The sound was barely loud enough to hear, but not enough that you could pinpoint exactly  where it was coming from.  Verhallen, who would be lecturing at the time, would try to nonchalantly walk towards the muffled sound in order to find out its origin.  As he would get close to my friend, i would execute the same noise.  He would then meander back to my side of the room.  We repeated this all class, we had him going to & fro for 45 minutes.

In the 70’s, Warren (then “Kloba”, now “Bishop”) brought a battery operated bell and a princess phone to Mr. Bolton’s American Government class. We were Seniors.

As Bolton started into his routine, I rang the bell a couple of times, and Warren “answered his phone” in Anaheim High School’s first, ever, interruption of a class by a portable phone.

Then, as happened just about every year, “someone” felt obliged to toss laundry or dish detergent, or bubble bath into the fountain in Senior Circle... eventually resulting in the Admin turning the fountain off.

But the biggest event happened every year, sometimes multiple times a year, out on the stadium next to the football practice field: some clever students snuck out there in the dead of night with buckets of paint and painted all of the vertical (concrete) surfaces. As the sun rose, everyone driving by on Citron, saw the year of that graduating class emblazoned in (usually) blue and gold. This would often, then, stimulate other graduating or, more likely, graduatED classes to sneak up and change the year.

This happened annually, and even more frequently right up until a couple years ago when they tore down the stadium.

Notice the date stamp, though... sometimes, it actually did show the graduating class of that year... but you juvenile delinquents always seemed to take it as a challenge to “update” it with your graduating year... not that I would ever do anything like that. </innocent look>