Homework shoes

Author – shoelossfan

It was another Friday morning at J.W. Smith middle school and for 7th grader Alex Carmen it was hopefully another normal school day, after having dropped off his backpack into his school locker and grabbing the stuff he needed for his first period class. Alex was clad in his normal attire which included a blood red jacket, black t-shirt, black pants, and on his feet were a pair of black rebook sneakers with brown laces he had back hair and in front of his teal eyes were a pair of glasses. Soon enough Alex entered his social studies classroom (history class for those outside the states) and walked over to his desk, which was on the second row in from the back and one desk to the left from the right side of the classroom.

“Alright one last period of this and then on to the weekend, hm..i wonder if ether Penelope or Natalie want to hang out this weekend?” Alex asked himself as he laid back in his chair setting down his text book, note book and pencil case that contained his pens and pencils onto the desk, before watching his fellow classmates filter into the classroom through the single door at the back-left corner of the room, whilst the teacher named Jen parker who was a mostly kind women in her early 20’s was writing something on the chalk board in the front of the room for the upcoming lesson.

After a few minutes of watching Alex smiled and waved over his friend Penelope who walked over towards Alex and exclaimed. “hey there Alex, how’s it going today?”

“Oh pretty good, say you doing anything this weekend?” Alex asked Penelope while she sat down in the desk on the left side of Alex’s, she thought about the question for a minute before she answered. “to be honest not really, I mean other than having fun with little sister.”

“huh I see say want to go on a hike on those paths tomorrow?” Alex asked with a bit of an interested tone while glancing over Penelope’s outfit, which included a brown t-shirt with the old Pepsi logo, a blue jacket, blue converse that looked pretty worn and loose along with a pair of white bobby socks, she happened to have long flowing red hair with a black bow halfway down and brown eyes. Penelope meanwhile soon exclaimed in her cheerful and happy way. “sure, I would like to go on a hike with you Alex.”

“Heh thanks” Alex replied with a bit of a smile and a blush on his face since right off the bat Penelope’s right foot slipped out of it’s loose converse as she started to shoeplay a bit, while the rest of the 30 students for that class filtered into the room, with Alex noticing that about three students were at the teachers desk trading in one of their shoes or both for pencil’s notebooks, textbooks or pens since they forgot said items, making Alex sigh hoping that he wouldn’t lose one of his shoes to such a thing today.
after the trio of students left two single shoes and one full pair of shoes on the teacher’s desk and went back to their own desk with their needed supplies and the door to the classroom shut by the last students to walk in, with the bell to start the first period going off over the school intercom. With just a smile on her face and not a word said Miss parker then started to go around to student’s desks to gather up last night’s homework.

While most students already had it out Alex opened his note book since he left his homework in it the night before, but his smile from his talk with Penelope faded when he noticed that he didn’t have his homework inside the textbook as planned. So instead he opened up his text book to see if he put it inside there making his heart sink when he noticed that he didn’t have his homework on hand for class, with Natalie who was another friend of Alex’s who sat in the row behind him but one desk to the right noticing.

“Psst what’s wrong Alex?” Penelope whispered over while Alex looked back over at her and sighed before admitting in his own whisper so not to be heard by the teacher. “I think I forgot my homework at home…”

“that’s not good, wish there was something I could do.” Natalie replied with Alex looking back towards miss parker who was busy talking with a student one row ahead. “so where’s your homework at Nathan?”

Nathen himself was a normal looking boy for his age with short brown hair and blue eyes, he sighed before replying to the teacher. “I forgot to do it last night miss parker…”

“Well you know the rules, please hand over your shoes.” Miss parker replied holding out her free hand as Nathen hesitated for a minute before reaching down to taking off his white and blue Nike sports shoes, undoing the laces before slipping them off and setting them onto his desk, at which point Miss parker grabbed both shoes by the laces and walked them back to her desk where she set them down explaining. “since this is the second time this week Nathen that you forgot your homework you can have them back at the end of the day Tuesday understand.”

Nathen said nothing as he just nodded to his teacher and agreed with what she said as miss parker continued to gather the homework from the other students, soon reaching Alex’s desk and asking him. “so Alex where if your homework today?”

“Look I was so sure that I had it last night when I put it into my bag, I must of just forgot it in my bag.” Alex replied a bit scared as miss Parker just sighed before saying. “well you know the rules regardless hand over your shoes.”

Alex’s heart sunk as he hesitated for a few minutes before miss parker stated a bit annoyed holding out her free hand. “I said take off your shoes and hand them to me right now.”

Sighing since he knew there was no way he was getting out of this Alex reached down and started to undo the brown laces of his black rebook sneakers, slipping them over slowly with an embarrassed blush on his face as he exposed his black socks with red on the toes and heel to the open air. As he picked up his untied sneakers and set them onto the desk with miss parker quickly snatching them up by the laces before she said. “that wasn’t so hard and don’t worry you will get them back at the end of the day.”

Looking worried as he nervously rubbed his socked feet together Alex couldn’t help but watch as Miss parker walked with his shoes in hand to her desk and sent them beside Nathen’s shoes before she continued to gather up everyone else’s homework sheets before starting class, while the foot shy Alex had a hard time with it since during class a few classmates from neighboring desks seemed to be staring at his socked feet.

School for Alex for the rest of the day was pretty normal with him having no other problems, though he didn’t like the fact he was stuck walking in his socks for the whole the school day, Luckily true to her word miss parker returned Alex’s shoes at the end of the day before he walked home with Penelope and Natalie.

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Shoeless Flight

Author – Matt

I live in a town near the north east of Scotland, and there is a smallish airport that primarily serves domestic flights.
One day i had a flight to edinburgh for business. At security there was a group of teenage boys complete in gray blazers and caps, on a school trip to Edinburgh.the guy told them to take offf all their shoes and put their bags caps and shoes to be x-rayed. Their teacher told them to let me through first. I went through, wearing my shoes, and afterwards the guys start swiping me with some sort of wand. He found some mud on my shoes – probably full of pesticides or something, – and promptly told me that i can’t fly. There wre two people by security, and i was arguing wit them, with them consulting each other, and in the meantime all the boys are waiting unshod.
Eventually they tell me i can fly without my shoes, but i will have undergo a complete bdy check. they take me to a small cubicle, where i proceed to had them my clothes one by one. quite embarrasing.

At this stage it is getting late, they call to start boarding. Unsure what to do, the security tell the boys to proceed to the plane, they will bring their bags and shoes soon. I follow shortly after all walking first on the carpeted airport floor then on the tarmac without shoes.

I’m sitting near the front, and the plane seems to be getting ready for take off, while the boys are all worried about their stuff. At the last minute an outdoor lift brings up to the plane a trolley, piled on top of newspapers and drinks are school bags and at the side are all eleven pairs of schoolshoes – mine being the only ones missing.

The flight is short, and with a msall amount of turbuence, so when we arrive the trolley is wheeled off, the boys ollow in their socks – at least this time it is into a sleeve – and outside the plane collect their belonging and shoes. It was quite a sight, other passengers from other planes stopped to watch. Eventually we followed through, now i was left with a short time beofre an important meeeting to buy a pair of shoes. With no choice i left the airport unshod, before turnig round and going to the departures lounge where i was able to buy a pair of shoes.

I met the boys later on the flight back, and we had a little laugh over our shoeless flight earlier

No books, no pencils, no shoes

Author – Jman

We have a teacher who requires that students come prepared for class by having their book and pencil. Those without these things are to borrow them from the teacher and leave a shoe as collateral (one shoe per item borrowed). Students needing materials would take off their shoes and put them in a black box by the teachers desk marked “shoe jail.” Students would then get their books and pencils and when pencils are books were returned, they would get their shoes back.

Some students did not like this policy and so they would simply just go without books and pencils. The teacher began to notice this and so one day she did a book and pencil check. Everyone had to hold their book and pencil in their hands to show that they had them. Those who did not have pencils or books were then told to take off their shoes and hold them up. The teacher came and collected the shoes of the unprepared students and put them in the shoe jail and gave them books and pencils for them to borrow. This was going to be the procedure at the start of each class. Students who did not have a book and pencil to hold up at pencil check would have to hold up a shoe in order to borrow a pencil. The slogan was that if you are not prepared for class then be prepared to take off your shoes.

Usually there were a few each day that forgot pencils and had to give up their shoes. The teacher would be able to collect all shoes without trouble as she was able to handle them all. One day we decided that we were all going to forget our books and pencils on the same day. It was time for pencil check and everyone in the class took off their shoes to exchange them for books and pencils. The teacher did her best to bundle all the shoes in her arms but kept dropping them as she transported them to the shoe jail.

We then decided to do the same thing the next day. The third time we all forgot our pencils on the same day, she realized that we were doing this on purpose.

The fourth day we did this, the joke was on us. We were sitting there without our shoes on and there was an evacuation drill. We had to leave the building in our stocking feet. We proceeded to the grassy field which was wet from a recent rain. We stood there with wet grass and mud clinging to our white socks. The whole thing was fun. It probably won’t be the last time we don’t bring a pencil to class

A Real Grammar School boy

Author – Kevin and James

Kevin:

I work in a convenience shop in a rural area, and opposite the store is a real english grammar school. it’s real cute to see all the boys go along every day in their grey school caps and blazers.

One day I’m looking at the videa at the back of the store and I see this kid looking at the shelf were the pringles should be. I take a box and go to restock the shelf, and then i wander round till I meet the fellow. he asks me if know where the pringles are so I’m like “yeah, on the shelf where they always are” and he’s “I just checked there.”
He looked like a real real goody goody type, the sort who never gets into trouble, and i’m good for a tease, so i say, “you know what let’s bet.” Hw doesn’t seem too bothered – after all he is sure tha the prigles are not there, and he agrees. For good measure I take off my white sneakers and give them to someone to hold, and i take out my remote control and lock the doors, just to make sure that no one runs off with them.
we go round to the crisps aisle, and there the pringles are. I take back my shoes and ask him for his. He’s really reluctant, and it takes a minute or two, but he realises that i am serious, and then he asks if he can buy them back. i say “Definitely, but im not selling you somehting on your feet, First give them over, then we will talk.” He hands them over, they area good pair of shoes, and i turn them over and knock oon the soles. the labels are still on, Clark’s the shoe type gadwell, and i read it aloud and then say c’mon how much will you give me for them.
there are a few people gathered round already, and eh looks really comical, school cap, grey blazer, blue school shirt, grey trousers and socks, and no shoes. He rummages in his pocket and pulls out a fiver, and offers it to me.
I’m like “five pounds for a pair of shoes like this?” Then i offer im a deal. “you know what, if you promise to wear nothing on your feet for the next 48 hours – no old shoes, sneakers, slippers, nothing, just one pair of these grey school socks, – ten i will give it back to you in 48 hours for a fiver.” We shake hands, and i assure him that i trust him. He pays for his pringles and off he goes shoeless, back to school.

James:

I simply could not believe what i got myself into. i was so so sure there were no crisps on the shelf and i ended up losing my shoes.
I returned to school shoeless, and all my friends had already heard what had happened.
I was primarily worried about one of out two things, 1) one of the teachers giving me a detention, – which i had never been in before – because after all I missing a basic part of school uniform, 2) my mother, who would probably go mad if she found out.
Thankfully the teachers either didn’t notice or ignored. After school i took the bus home; there were a few older ladies who stared, but all in all it past peacefully, and i was homw before my mother. Later she came home with loads of shopping, and she texted me to come out the car and help her. I went out to the car in my grey socks, my mo noticed stright away, she asked me where my shoes were, so i lied and said upstairs, in the bedroom. After I lied to her she accepted it, and i relaxed a bit, i started feeling all the different surfaces under my feet, the gravel drive where she parks the car, the soft, slightly wet lawn, the paved path to the front door, the abrasive mat in the porch, the hall carpet and the kitchen lino, and in all honesty it was quite enjoyable.
The next mrning i slipped out without my mom noticing. But now i was little worried, because we had sports that day and if i wouldn’t wear my sneakers i would end in detention – plus i would definitely come home after my mother.
At the end of the first period Mr. Parson, our form master called me and asked why i wasn’t wearing shoes. i was too embarrased to say anything, then he asked what are the story with my sneakers. Again i didn’t answer, and he said did you bring them to school. i nodded, and he asked if i can’t wear so i nodded again. [i didn’t realise that Kevin had spoken to him.] He told me that i definitely will not get a detention if i brought my sneakers. He then told that the sports teacher didn’t show up, so he’ll be taking us for an hour, after which the older class will join us for another hour, and we will go together ot the playing field.
For sports he made me participate in my socks. towards the end of the lesson, just when we were on the ropes kevin turned up. [the school call him in when they take us out of the premises, sinde legally they need more adults out of the school grounds. I was just halfway up a rope and keving started tickling my feet, i was holding on for dear life – as it was the rope was cutting into my hands and feet.
At the end the older calss filed into the gymnasium. Our class all changed to their school shoes and we put on our blazers and caps, and lined up by the school entrance joined by the older class. There were another two boys there who had forgotten their sneakers, and Mr. Parson decided that we all should walk at the back in our socks. It was a kilometre walk and when we got there everyone changed back into their sports stuff, we did a few laps, hopped a bit, and then mr. parson decided to do wheel barrow races. he piared the other two boys in socks, and then told Kevin to be my partner. I was stuck being the barrow, with Kevin stopping every now andthen to tickle my feet. When we walked back he let eveeryone wear their schoolshoes, except for me of course.
That night was the same story – with me pretending to my mother that i had my shoes, and slipping out in the morning. During break uwent over to the store and received my shoes back, and kevin didn’t even take the fiver.

Kevin:

Forgot to mention that the boys all wear ties too. Cannot describe how comical it was o watch a group of boys in ties blazers school caps and all with lace shoes, followed by three bys walking along in their grey socks.

James:

Since those 48 hours i have become much more aware of my feet. before then i never walked without shoes, even at home, since then i ahve started appreciating it and i do it both indoors nad out

Shoeplay dare

Author – sockedboy

Yesterday at school I was playing with my shoes in class. I was popping my heels out and in and take them off every time and dangle them around under my desk. At some point I saw a classmate next to me waving at me and pointing at my feet. I ignored him at first but he kept on doing it so I looked at him and then he made a gesture I should shove over my shoe, I guess. I looked at him with a questioning face pretending I didn’t know what he meant. Then he started writing a note and he threw that on my desk. It said, I dare you to shove your shoes over to me… I looked at him again and he made this gesture again. I felt reluctant and I shook my head. Then a second note landed on my desk saying, I still dare you… All this time I was sitting there with my heels popped out. Then a third note came saying, come on do it, I just want to look at them from nearby… I looked at him again and at the same time I thought, what can happen, we’re in class we can not go anywhere. So I took off my left shoe first and shoved it quietly over to him. At the same time I felt uncertain about this action. He picked up my shoe and looked at it and then he pointed at my other shoe, he wanted that one too. With a little hesitate I shoved my right shoe over too. Now I sat there in my blue socked feet not knowing what he would do to my shoes. He held them for a moment and then he gave them to the guy next to him. Now I really got the shivers because I lost sight of my shoes. I quickly wrote a note I want my shoes back but he only laughed at me with the guy next to him. At the end of the lesson I asked for my shoes but they only laughed at me and said we don’t know where your shoes are, we guess you have to search for them yourself. As everyone was leaving the room I walked around looking for my shoes but they were nowhere to be found. Then I saw this open window and I tought, oh no they would’nt… I opened the window further and looked down and I could see my shoes laying on the ground. I was on the second floor and now I had to cross half the school to get to my shoes. The only thing I worried about was that it was break time. I walked out of the room into the corridor to the staircase. A lot of schoolmates saw me and made fun of me. When I reached the place where my shoes should be they were gone. Now I really got worried because I didn’t know who took them now. I got back inside to follow the next lessons. I asked this guy again for my shoes but he said that he really did not have them anymore. I spend the rest of the day without shoes. After the last lesson I walked to my locker to get my jacket on and go home. On my way to the exit I ran into the janitor, he asked me why I was in socks. I told him about the dare and he only grinned and said, you’re lucky it’s not that cold today, I would have borrowed you some shoes but there aren’t any in the lost and found, I’m sorry. I pulled up my shoulders and I walked outside. I walked for a while towards home when suddenly the two guys from class showed up, holding my shoes. I said can I have them back now? One said shure, and he held one in towards me and just when I wanted to grab it he threw it over to the other guy. This went on for a little while and finally I got my shoes back. I think after all it was a funny dare…

Unfairly blamed

Author – RR

When i was teenager in an all male school i was fighting ith a friend in an empty classroom, it was reallly half joking half fighting and i wrestled him to the floor, and sat myself down on top of him.
Another friend of ours walked past and saw a good oppurtunity, so he bent down and pulled off this guy’s shoes and throws them out the window into the schoolyard.
Suddenly one of the teachers turned up, and saw this fellow lying on the floor without his shoes, with me on top. As soon as i saw her i stood up and so did my friend, and he sees his feet. She asked him what happened and he said that someone had pulled off his shoes and thrown them out the window.
Then she told me to take off my shoes, so i started to explain that i hadn’t takne his off and she says to me “I”ll believe if i have time”. she made me go outdoors in my socks and fetch his shoes.
I brought his shoes upstaris, then she tells me to put them on his feet, it was really uncomfrtable, but eh sat down and i had to open his velcro straps, and put them on and close them.
I was sure that she would then give me back my shoes, but then she walked off carrying them.
I had no choice but to spend the rest of the day in my socks and then i had to walk home in my socks. My parents were really annoyed wih me, they basically felt that i desrved the punishment for fighting with this guy.
she gave the shoes to the headmaster, and he gave them the next day, but in the meantime he found who had really taken the shoes, and he called him in and took away his shoes, and made clean up the schoolyard in his socks. That gy was sure that i was the one who had told the headmaster and after that he beat me up a couple iin school and threw my shoes accross the schoolyard or out of windows.

Shoes stolen at school

Author – Martin

I have had my shoes taken or stolen plenty of times. Most of these were when I was in high school. Our school uniform consisted of a white button up shirt and navy shorts, with an optional tie. We were required to wear white socks and black shoes. A lot of the boys wore black skate shoes.

It was my third day at school the first time my shoes were taken. It was a lunch break and I was on my own, walking through the outdoor area. I am always quite neatly presented, and had my nice clean shirt tucked in to my shorts as per school rules. I was wearing a pair of black Globe shoes with my white crew length socks.

I was considering where to have lunch when I felt a hard pull on my backpack. I was yanked backwards into a taller guy. He was in a group of four older boys at the school. They had a more scruffy appearance – their shirts were definitely not tucked in.

“Hey, new kid. Look at you, all nice and tidy”, one of them taunted.
“He’s got his shirt tucked in and everything”, said another.
“It would be a shame if he got all dirty!” exclaimed another. The group all laughed.

Suddenly, I was pulled backwards much harder by my backpack. I felt a hard push from behind, and I fell to the dirt. I was held down on the ground and I felt each of my shoes being pulled off my feet. The boys were laughing. I heard one of them say “let’s throw him in the bin!”.

I felt myself being lifted up to my feet. I was pushed forwards towards a tall green wheelie bin. I was stumbling across the ground as I was being pushed closer. I felt myself being lifted up and was dropped head first into the bin. I heard the lid slam down after me, and the boys laughing. I stayed quiet amongst the rubbish, and I heard the boys laughter fade away into the distance.

After a few minutes, I knew that I needed to get out of the bin. I pushed against one of the sides. I felt the bin tip, and it hit the ground on it’s side. I slowly slid out of the bin and stood up. I must have looked quite a sight – my shirt was all dirty and pulled out, and my shorts were stained. The bottoms of my white socks were dirty from the ground.

I looked around for my shoes, but I could not see them. I started walking across the dirt and grass in my socks looking for any sign of them. After walking around for about 10 minutes, I found my shoes inside another bin. I was relieved, as I knew that my white socks were getting dirtier and dirtier. I quickly slipped my shoes on to my socked feet and raced away to class, hoping that I would not run into those guys again.