Posted on 03/04/2014 8:26:45 AM PST by Impala64ssa
America's kids have been suspended for pretending that pencils were guns, but an Ohio school may have topped that. A 10-year-old student at a Columbus elementary school was handed a three-day suspension for making a finger gun and pretending to shoot a classmate. The suspension letter more formally referred to his weapon as a "level 2 lookalike firearm," reports the Columbus Dispatch. Devonshire Alternative Elementary School's principal says students have been frequently told not to play pretend gun games, with a district rep saying kids were warned consequences would follow.
Those consequences hit hard last week for fifth-grader Nathan Entingh, who says he was "just playing around"; the rep said Nathan pretended to shoot another student "kind of execution style" in the head. And the "victim" didn't even see the mock execution, which was instead spotted by a teacher. Nathan's dad seems dumbfounded: "It would even make more sense maybe if he brought a plastic gun that looked like a real gun or something, but it was his finger." (Almost exactly a year ago, a Georgia teacher was suspended over a finger gun of his own.)
Awww....A good bunch of kittehs! A couple of Folds in there, too!
Wow. It’s only Friday. My gate is fixed and I want to get up the gumption to shampoo this rug...
If there was enough gas in the truck I would go for a drive (it’s one of Those days) but I’m stuck at home. *sigh* Cabin fever. We hates it, Precious.
Good morning!
I’ve been to the gym with James, Vlad, Frank, and Kathleen. DP expects to be home early today because there is auto racing going on and the traffic will be horrible this afternoon.
And that good things come in small packages?
Now that I have done some damage in the kitchen and dirtied down some dishes, I will REALLY try to shampoo this rug and then go in the bedroom with the LOTR movies. I want to go to Busdaddy’s and help him look for a dog, but the little gas I have in the tank won’t get me there and back. I hate running out of gas.
I made some pasta salad from a box mix, but I think I should have made my own. This has a bacon-ranch dressing and it’s a little overwhelming.
It seems really strange to open the gate without lifting up on it! It took the guys about 50 minutes to fix it last night. I’m still waiting on word as to when the guys will help me get my stuff from storage, but again, I would need gas to get there...maybe they should wait until the first weekend in June...
Maybe Dr. Seuss said it.
Fur explosion.
Checking in briefly to say Hello. 72 lives in a box. What could be better than 8 kittahs?
Excuse me ... Nine kittahs.
Ten kittehs?
Don’t forget to give Piper her flea drops tomorrow. The 24th is the day.
We had a mixup over who was using the purple car today, so I had to drive Tom and Elen to a get-together of the high school Envirothon kids. It’s down south of Charlotte where the people with money live. We narrowly missed a major traffic snafu: the emergency vehicles passed us heading to the collision, and we had the opportunity to turn around and go another way before we were stuck in the mess.
Whoa. I hate that. Before I head into Vegas, I always watch the traffic report to see which way is best. It’s only a 20 minute drive to Busdaddy’s on the freeway, but a lot can happen in that 20 minutes.
Lately, it seems I’ve had a lot of people getting up close enough behind me to where I can’t see the headlights/grill, and I know they are trying to force me to get out of their way.
I keep to the center lane until the exit before mine, and then move over. I used to tap my brakes, but now I just take my foot off the throttle. I don’t like the idea of some crazy using me for an outlet for his road rage. Most of these folks are on the phone while they drive, which is against the law.
People here are crazy! About every other day, there is a traffic fatality. I don’t want to be part of the statistics.
Dust-bunny Messiah cat...
This accident had occurred just minutes before we hit the area. The GPS told us how to get around it and reach our destination. Bill can go pick them up later. He’s supposed to be home by 6 or so.
Nice.
7-Q
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You are welcome...
*cough cough*
Yeah, but a lung hazard...
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