Detention.

“Good afternoon, I am Ms. Sassypants,

Detention lasts until 3:30.... 

If you need to use the restroom, please do so at this time. 

There is no eating, no drinking, no talking, no tweeting and absolutely no sleeping…. (No, I know that Mr Friday-Detention-Man lets you….Naptime would be a gift.)

If you do not meet these expectations then you will be removed....

I monitor school detention one day a week after school and I really enjoy it.  (Why didn’t I monitor detention when I worked in a more urban-ish high school?!)  Let’s be honest, I’m pretty good at it because I have bitchy resting face am stern.  When I worked at that high school there was a very strict-but-fair-English teacher named Wil who ran it, he loved those scrappy-ass kids and I do too.

Sometimes though, I feel like instead of staring at me or drawing a picture of a cow for an hour (because its middle school), I would like to assign them to watch the Breakfast Club. Even though it is about one generation removed, if they have reasonably cool parents or older siblings than this should not be a problem….and of course there’s Netflix. 

Decades have passed but it’s the same old story.  A few kids: the regulars, the feisty ones, the goody goodies and the jock.  Some quietly take out a book to read, others clear their throats excessively- like an orchestra of annoying-ness in an effort to make the monitor lose their sh*t.

The most interesting thing about detention is that kids are in there for so many different reasons: late to school, rude to teachers,  over-stepping boundaries, or more common these days “crimes” of affluence and stupidity: like using snap chat and taking pictures of others unknowingly and then drawing penises on their faces...... Sometimes when they declare their presence they also want to explain why they are there and they say, Hey Ms. Sassypants, you know I am a good kid , right..... my retort is always the same-

Hey kiddo, you are a good kid and everybody in here is innocent. Now shhhhhhh.

(I wish this note were an image I took from the internet....unfortunately it's my real life....I "analyzed" the handwriting, confirmed with the girl that the boy was no longer being gross (no, the note was old) and then promptly delivered it to the boy. I asked him if his mother knew (she did), if he needed a selfie stick(no), or anything else, etc. ) 

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Darlings, your offenses may be of varying degrees and you may come from a nice family or not, this may be your very first time in detention or your 40^th, but it in the eyes of detention for this one hour and 15 minutes, you my friends are exactly the same. Now shhhhhh.