I went back to school on Wednesday, and at first, I wasn't completely excited. School-work is hard sometimes and can be very time consuming. I wasn't too happy about the thought of doing it again. Of course, when I got there, I was nervous. I couldn't open my locker, my friend was no where to be found, and I didn't like too many people in my homeroom.
By the time a bunch of periods passed, I was exhausted. I had been given way too many welcome back packets and rules/guidelines. It was like a mountain of jumbled information. Over the summer, I had forgotten about all of this stuff.
I walked out of lunch and back to my locker, which was in a very inconvenient place. It was far away from most of my classes and I visited it, maybe two times a day, not counting first thing when I got to school and later at dismissal. It was very stressful carrying all of my things, especially to the far classes.
I had finally arrived to Technology Class with the door closed. There were ten kids clumped outside the classroom, yelling and being immature. That was just a mood enhancer! We finally got inside, and I started to think about that warning I had heard from a friend, that this teacher was nuts. Just what I needed.
"Yo peeplins', today we're gonna talk about all of my pet peeves, come on say word!" said the teacher. Um . . . was he okay? The teacher jumped onto his chair and tried using his legs to move the chair. I was baffled, but I couldn't keep my laughs down. It was so funny, in a stupid way.
"What? So now you're just gonna laugh at me? Come on I've been a 7th grader for a long time . . . I mean I'm ONLY 37." More people laughed pointing their fingers at him, as if no one knew he was the teacher.
"Getting down to the bus-y-ness, no cellular devices in class. There is no point to even have them in school so don't show them in here. I didn't even have a cell phone in middle school. Why would you need one then? I think I turned out perfectly well." One kid raised his hand . . .
"Um, sir? I don't think cells were invented in your time," said the boy trying not to laugh too hard. Although it WAS funny, and how could you resist.
"Whoa, don't make fun of me. They had cellular devices in my time, I mean they were huge and had to be kept in a suitcase, but they WERE invented."
"Of course," someone said but I couldn't make it out who said it considering I was laughing too hard and I only knew half of the faces.
"Back to the subject of pet peeves. Please don't even touch these little things," he started to play with something, that I couldn't name, and apparently neither could he. "Um, if you guys won't stop talking to your neighbas well you get a warnin' cause' you can't stop kids from being kids. Right? To yell at a kid for talking is like yelling at a kid for being human, and ultimately for being a kid. So you get warnin'."
From there on out, I wasn't in class anymore. I couldn't stop thinking about that one line, "You can't stop kids from being kids." Something about it made me wonder, about all the times I've been yelled at for talking to a friend. Was I being robbed of me being a kid? Was he really right?
So what do you think? Can you stop kids from being kids? I don't think so, but people do, and I don't think we can change it. But remember, we're still kids. No matter if you're in high school, middle school, or even elementary school. We're still kids, and we can't stop being kids. So just think about it.
