heh heh... musta smoked his @$$ good...
I'm with you... "pro'lem solved... next!..."
Heh, I think the kid was shocked more than anything. It was the first time any of the kids had ever fought back. It was kind of a hippy school, peace and love and all that. When the Spring Musical was about oil tankers polluting the ocean, we decided that was enough. We let him finish the year, then put him back in the Catholic School. He went back the fourth grade having completed Math up to the sixth grade. That, and letting him read whatever books he wanted, instead of forcing him to play with the other kids, was the only good that school did.