Author – Tim
When I was in high-school, gym class was the one thing I could never stand. Most of the other students were ignorant and the teachers weren’t better.
One day as gym was beginning I was running late and was one of the last few students to enter the locker room to change into our gym attire. Before I was ready to go out on the floor I ran to where the water fountain was at to get a quick drink, leaving my dc sneakers behind where my locker was at.
When I came back my sneakers were gone and I frantically searched for them but to no avail. As I was going out of the locker room to tell the teachers of my shoes being stolen, the door was locked (which was a policy that they had to prevent people from coming in and stealing students books and other belongings). So there I was, shoeless and having to wait until the class came back in so the door could be opened. When they came back I made my way to the teacher to explain my situation, but he wasn’t having any of it.
“You skip my class, well you’ll miss you next class. Today we ran out on the soccer field so you’ll do the same.
“But my shoes are missing” I said. He said that’s not his problem and escorted me outside. As we stepped outside it began to rain heavily and I looked at him and said
“Cant I just make it up tomorrow? I’m going to get soaked out here.” He pointed to the field and said to run/walk around until I complete 5 laps. And so I did, completing 5 laps in my once bright no show socks.
Luckily the next class I would have had was a “free class” and then after that school was done for the day.
I went home on the bus that day without my sneakers and got some weird stairs, thankfully those sneakers were not my only pair