Heh, Sara, I was just going to say, "It's recess! Who's trying to get out of recess?" But anyway, who cares if a 6 year old gets out of recess?
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Our bathrooms at school were outside anyway, so we all used the bathroom during recess.
I cannot believe that they wouldn't let a child inside to use the bathroom.
When I was 8, I was disgusted at how nasty the bathrooms were. So I drew up a petition and got my schoolmates to sign it and I presented it to the principal with hopes he would have more custodial service of the restrooms.
I don't think my petition did very much (at least I don't remember), but it did give me my bona fides as a baby activist.
I spent half my recesses in the library. I'm sure Owen's headed that way. But right now he still loves outside.
I don't remember recess. I think we might not have had it because we were a neighborhood school, and we walked home for lunch and then went back to school.
We had two classes, then break, three classes, then lunch, three classes. In most of my schools. Break==recess, right?
Break==recess
On a good day, recess = the lighter parts of Lord of the Flies. On a bad day, well...
I was fine with recess until 4th grade when my boobs arrived. I got busted hiding in the library, and my teacher read me the riot act. Given that I was, like, 9, I couldn't articulate that being the only girl with boobs meant recess suddenly turned into sexual harassment fun time.
oh god, shrift.
There was a while in 4th grade where if you got in trouble you had to stay inside for recess. And I got in trouble for something and was like "OMG this is awesome! Stay inside and read? Heck yeah!" so after my punishment was over I just kept going as if I were still in trouble. Eventually the teacher caught on and made me go back out.
Recess here is free time for elementary school kids. Once you hit middle school, there's lunch and that's it, unless you have a free period.
Given that I was, like, 9, I couldn't articulate that being the only girl with boobs meant recess suddenly turned into sexual harassment fun time.
There was one older boy who did the same to me. "Mrs. Mature," he called me, and I hated it, and hated him.