School Finished...FOREVER!
Yesterday was my last full day of school, and so on Tuesday night a couple of pranks were played in the late hours of the night.
Arriving at 8pm I was kicked off the property by the caretaker, Phil, with the threat of police being called. A security guard was being hired for the night to keep watch. So there went the idea of building an tropical island on the "sacred lawn" with a moat filled with water and bubbles (detergent); and the idea of moving all the chairs from classrooms and hiding in the PAC (assembly hall). Therefore A new plan had to be contstructed. Most people went home. But in the end eight of us remained and it was decided to go and get white and red paint and draw crime-scene body outlines on concrete around the school, with fake blood to match. A few hours later, and the last outline drawn on the library steps, the final words were written, "R.I.P Class Of 2006"
At that, a man came running towards us. We never saw his face, a second later we scattered. And when meeting up again we started to jump the gate on our way out, only to find other students had decided to come after-all. We followed the group to se what pranks they were playing. Several groups emerged. One group dug a hole in the "sacred lawn", constructed a pond and had a manikin of the year 13 Head of School fishing in it. Another group carboard-boxed up the canteen. A third group, which must have come after I had left, painted the trunk of the "sacred tree". And the fourth group, which also must have come later, cemented the locks of some of the Block doors. A fifth person came and spray painted "Prince Raquim" on the "sacred lawn" (his alias)
The next morning, the Principal and Head of School were very angry. I had been told to be creative and not destructive with my prank. The reason we did our prank was because it was creative, and paint does come off concrete. People were asked to come forward with who did what or we would have to pay for repairs instead of going to Leaver's Dinner. Mr Turnball thought the tree was going to die because of the paint, he was so upset.
No-one tried to conceil who did what. That is one thing about talking to 7th formers, we are atleast honest by the time we are 17-18yrs.
The following punishments were inflicted on each of the members of the groups.
Team Crime-Scene: Will have to pay cost of removing paint from concrete
Team Pond: No punishment
Team Canteen: No punishment
Team Tree: Stood down, don't graduate high school, miss Leaver's Dinner
Team Concrete: Stood down, don't graduate high school, miss Leaver's Dinner
Prince Raquim: Stood down, don't graduate high school, miss Leaver's Dinner
Today I had one period of school to go to. So we all brought something and had a breakfast. Then my year group rehearsed for our graduation tonight, after which I came home.
So now, I have five exams, each three hours long, no more classes. And I am finished school forever. (given that university doesn't count as a school).
Arriving at 8pm I was kicked off the property by the caretaker, Phil, with the threat of police being called. A security guard was being hired for the night to keep watch. So there went the idea of building an tropical island on the "sacred lawn" with a moat filled with water and bubbles (detergent); and the idea of moving all the chairs from classrooms and hiding in the PAC (assembly hall). Therefore A new plan had to be contstructed. Most people went home. But in the end eight of us remained and it was decided to go and get white and red paint and draw crime-scene body outlines on concrete around the school, with fake blood to match. A few hours later, and the last outline drawn on the library steps, the final words were written, "R.I.P Class Of 2006"
At that, a man came running towards us. We never saw his face, a second later we scattered. And when meeting up again we started to jump the gate on our way out, only to find other students had decided to come after-all. We followed the group to se what pranks they were playing. Several groups emerged. One group dug a hole in the "sacred lawn", constructed a pond and had a manikin of the year 13 Head of School fishing in it. Another group carboard-boxed up the canteen. A third group, which must have come after I had left, painted the trunk of the "sacred tree". And the fourth group, which also must have come later, cemented the locks of some of the Block doors. A fifth person came and spray painted "Prince Raquim" on the "sacred lawn" (his alias)
The next morning, the Principal and Head of School were very angry. I had been told to be creative and not destructive with my prank. The reason we did our prank was because it was creative, and paint does come off concrete. People were asked to come forward with who did what or we would have to pay for repairs instead of going to Leaver's Dinner. Mr Turnball thought the tree was going to die because of the paint, he was so upset.
No-one tried to conceil who did what. That is one thing about talking to 7th formers, we are atleast honest by the time we are 17-18yrs.
The following punishments were inflicted on each of the members of the groups.
Team Crime-Scene: Will have to pay cost of removing paint from concrete
Team Pond: No punishment
Team Canteen: No punishment
Team Tree: Stood down, don't graduate high school, miss Leaver's Dinner
Team Concrete: Stood down, don't graduate high school, miss Leaver's Dinner
Prince Raquim: Stood down, don't graduate high school, miss Leaver's Dinner
Today I had one period of school to go to. So we all brought something and had a breakfast. Then my year group rehearsed for our graduation tonight, after which I came home.
So now, I have five exams, each three hours long, no more classes. And I am finished school forever. (given that university doesn't count as a school).
Labels: Cashmere High School, pranks
posted by Rayd at 2:23 pm
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