Not school, kindergarden. I drew a rocket, in space, with flames shooting out from the engine. The teacher declared fire = violent, I had to stop drawing. I think she also talked to my parents, but I don't remember more than that.
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Your teacher then went on to be a Reddit admin
I "broke into" a room I officially had been given a key to by the headmaster.
I was the new head of our student newspaper at the time and as such had been given a key to the room. The former head didn't go out in good graces and hated my guts. And claimed I came in before I officially was the head and stole something from him. In reality I had cleaned up the crazy mess he left -partially with the help of a teacher.
....well, the former head was well connected, I wasn't as I was a troublemaker and the administration loved to have a cause to kick me out.
Funnily enough I did enough other shit to warrant that...but they didn't catch me with that...
Detention for “smiling.” Teacher took it as disrespect and told me to stop, but given the ridiculousness of the request and my classmates’ giggling as I repeatedly tried and failed to put on a serious expression, I was kinda doomed.
Also not saying I deserved it, but I had broken plenty of rules and not gotten in trouble so it felt fair enough.
(High school, approx 1 year ago) Not particularly trouble, just a bit of scolding from school IT admin.
The school network blocked certain sites and services. I also wanted to convert a few videos to AV1, but I had a shit laptop, and the school PCs were pretty fine.
So, in steps:
- One of the teachers with admin rights created accounts for us on the most powerful PCs with RDP access to use them from other, shitty PCs.
- I wanted to extend this access, and in the end went with AnyDesk since that didn't need admin rights, but could still do port forwarding. This was important as AnyDesk could run in background, but wouldn't show anything without being logged in. But I could port forward to the computer's RDP and connect to that.
- There was VirtualBox. Cool. I installed Arch for the video conversions, and Ubuntu server for playing around.
- I've experimented with remote access via ssh-j.com (SSH jump server), but didn't particularly like that. I wish I had known about Tailscale at the time. I only used AnyDesk for port-forwarding to the VM SSH.
- I've installed tinyproxy (simple HTTP proxy server) and OpenVPN (later switched to Wireguard) onto the Ubuntu server VM. I've set it up as a proxy server that would connect to a VPN (ProtonVPN, later Mullvad) and share that connection over the HTTP proxy on LAN.
- I've distributed the proxy server details and instructions on how to set up a computer to use it to other students. They confirmed it bypassed blocking, and even online games worked fine over it.
- The school IT admin came into the class with that computer (when I was there which was a coincidence), and asked who was using Wireguard. Then he told me he'd block it by the end of the day, and to finish whatever I was doing.
- Specifically Wireguard didn't work on any ports, so I assume it was DPI based blocking. However, there was an exception, port 123 used for NTP. Proxy back in service over 123.
- Later on he was quite clear that I am not allowed to use the school computers for personal stuff like video processing, that I very much shouldn't be helping others evade the blocking because it exists for a reason, and then got a bit mad when I also mentioned the remote access, because yeah, a bit of security hole.
I personally wouldn't trust AnyDesk for access to my network, but that was all I had. I use Tailscale now.
Welp, next year they upgraded the setup, and now computers don't have local accounts anymore and use some login via e-mail. But I also just finished HS, so not my problem anymore.
Found this picture of you:
In junior school I lost my pencil (because this was so long ago I'm not sure how that happened). Teacher told me to look for it rather than just giving me a replacement. I looked everywhere, under everything, and I didn't stop looking for it because, well, what else was I supposed to do?
Anyway I got told off for that even though that's what I'd been told to do.
I definitely got a ruler to the bottom in that class (in front of everyone) although I'm not 100% sure it was for that incident.
Asking questions and wanting to learn more.
I asked the teacher why the Sodom and Gomorrha story meant gay people were bad and not "raping angels is bad". I also asked him why he hated Jews. Aaanyhoo, banned from confession for life. I'm going to hell, ladies and gentlespoons.
I'm the 4th grade I took some Crayola markers and connected them end to end. I was up to 3 when I was sent to stand outside in the hall.
I remember having so much fun doing this.
Someone -- I don't know who -- claimed I had broken into a classroom. I had not. They could not prove I had. There was no clear motive. Just an allegation. I felt like the principal had an axe to grind with me throughout high school and in hindsight my attitude and responses like, "I don't want to be here at all. Why would I break into a classroom that I have zero interest in being in?" probably did not help.
Ended with me getting a three day suspension. My parents seemed to think the whole ordeal was really stupid. If they doubted I was telling the truth, they didn't say it and I didn't get into any more trouble at home.
Brought a flail to school, for "punk day". Oak, leather-wrapped handle. 3 heavy 3-foot long chains. Brass hardware. Magnificent.
Physics prof face was total anxiety.
Oh ya, he took it away for the day. I took it home no prob.
I made it. The brass part was from a lamp post. Not exactly military grade but I could fuck stuff up.
I threw an apple core under a school bus.
I had just finished my apple at the bus stop and decided to toss the core before boarding. A woman at the bus stop told the driver I violently threw a rock under the bus. By the time I made it to school, it somehow had become glass through her calling the school.
Never did learn why that woman had such a bad day.
It may not be the strangest, but it shows how some teachers just don't like you personnally for no reason. I don't know the English grade system so I was around 14-15yrs old I'd say. Drawing teacher gave me 2 hours of detention which I didn't know (I learned it because I stood in school as my parents couldn't take me early). So I learned that, I had an exercise to draw again the same exercise because my previous drawing was "bad" and he thought I didn't spend enough time on it. Surprise, the girl who has had the greatest grades in art, and happened to be my friend, suggested to draw it for me. So I said yes and she drew for me, I didn't do anything.
I gave that back to the teacher, he did not even gave me 10/20 (that's how grade works here). So I had a bad grade, I don't remember exactly but he said I had not worked enough as habits.
Bastard.
My teacher was a bully.
I received detention exactly once in my life, in my final year at the last school week before my exams.
For entirely unjust reasons and to perform a task of finding certain information online i had previously tried in group and we concluded the information did not exist online. So i just fumbled my thumbs till i could go home.
She bullied other people of my class too. She also blamed us for being suicidal because idk the only reason she gave was her previous class had higher grades than us. I was actually suicidal at the time.
4th grade social studies. The assignment was to transcribe the definition of the unit's vocabulary words from the textbook's glossary.
I forgot the text book at school.
Dad called another parent for the vocabulary words, gave me a giant, unabridged dictionary and told me to start writing.
Received a zero, and a lunch detention.
Fuck you, Bitting.
Nothing serious but our history teacher once accused me of being on my phone during class when I was reading something about venice in the textbook and not paying attention. She then did not believe me and I had to go up to her desk and sut in her chair so I could see how she supposedly could see me using my phone from there.
Not wanting to play sports.
I didn't get in trouble, but the principal wanted to know who had scribbled a phrase on our table with an eraser that had already been removed. 🙄
Nah, fuck your stupid detention for that.
Someone got me into a first fight but I somehow was also in the wrong
Managed to not do my homework for a few months. Whatever check sheet the teacher used must have had my name in such a way she didn't notice the empty row, until the day she did. 'and the week before that, and the week before that' getting progressively louder.
Freshman year. Me and a guy from another class got pulled in by the guidance counselor. He told us some girls from a higher year told him we brought porno mags to school. We were literally just a few months into high school and I barely knew the other guy. Maybe that was their idea of a prank? Anyway, nothing came out of it fortunately.
I was not cool. That was a crime that was punished severely.