Unlucky lad in the library

Author – Omar

I was in the library scouting out people playing with their shoes and giving sock shows and happened to see a young boy in the corner sitting at one of the booths that had a connected foot space to the booth on the other side. As far as I knew no one was on the other side and this boy was playing with his shoes ALOT. They didn’t stay on his feet for more then a few seconds at a time lol. The more he played with them they would fall a bit father away and one of the times they fell out of reach of his feet. Showing his little thin white socks off to the whole library. I’m guessing I wasn’t the only one watching because someone came from the other side of the room out of the poor boys line of sight and sat on the other side of the booth. The poor boys loafers had fallen right in to the other sides foot space and the new guy who sat down practically kicked the errant loafers lingering under his side of the booth. The new guy who sat down didn’t waist any time and slowly slid the loafers completely over to him using his own feet and slowly picked them up and put them in a plastic bag he pulled out of his jacket pocket. He quickly got up and pushed his chair in walking away from the booth and leaving the poor boy on the other side in his stocking feet. I was getting excited just watching the situation transpire. I watched where the guy went after he walked off with his loafers. At the entrance of the library He met up with his friend and they were laughing over holding his loafers. They left and headed toward the buss stop. The poor boy sat there for atleast another half hour before realizing he was left there in his stocking feet. He had to go home in his little white socks to. His face was bright red when he realized someone nicked his shoes while he was sitting there. Panicking frantically looking under the table like they were there and he just wasn’t seeing them lol. It was exciting. He finally packed up his stuff and started walking out. One of the librarians asked why he was leaving in his socks and he asked if anyone had turned shoes in, obviously no one had and the Librarian couldn’t help but smile and giggle at his little white socks. He ended up leaving in them. I honestly couldn’t believe I had actually witnessed that.

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Could not get our shoes back

Author – Jman

Thad and Jason had gone to the mall to shop for shoes. Thad had gotten some Brown oxfords and Jason got some tan deck shoes. They each went back to their homes to change into their brand new shoes. Later on they met up with Tracy and Kim. The four of them decided to go to the bowling alley. As they were going to the alley, Thad and Jason were showing off their new shoes to the girls.

When they got to the alley they each paid the one dollar shoe rental. They each gave the attendant their shoe sizes. To rend shoes you have to give them your shoes as collateral. Scott, who was attending the counter said, “I need your shoes.” Kim took off her white low top tennis shoes revealing solid pink socks. Tracy took off her pink tennis shoes revealing red and brown socks. Thad and Jason took of their brand new shoes. Each of them were wearing white socks. The four of them put their shoes on the counter. Scott took them and put them on the shelf and got the four their bowling shoes.

When they were done bowling, they went back up to the counter and gave Scott the rented bowling shoes and they asked for their own shoes back. Scott explained that they would get their shoes back when they paid for the bowling. Scott said, “There were twelve games at $3.50 each. That will be forty two dollars.” Kim said, “I thought we had paid for everything when we paid for our bowling shoes.” “No,” said Scott, “I need forty two dollars to pay for your games.” The four did not have enough money to pay for the bowling. Thad said, “Can we just have our shoes back and we will come back with the money.” Scott said, “I can’t give you back your shoes until you pay for the bowling.” The four pleaded with Scott but he would not give them back their shoes. Finally, the four left the bowling alley in their sock feet.

The next day Kim, Tracy, Than and Jason returned to the bowling alley and said to Scott, “We are here to pay to get our shoes back.” They put the $42.00 on the counter. Scott said, “It’s $46.00.” Thad said, “Wait a minute, yesterday it was $42.00.” Scott said, “There is a storage fee or $1.00 per pair of shoes for each day they are unclaimed.” “We don’t have $46.00,” Jason said. Scott replied, “Then I guess you don’t get your shoes back. You can come back tomorrow and it will cost you $50.00. Also we only hold shoes for 48 hours. After that the shoes are ours and we sell them the first person who gives us the money to pay for the bowling and the shoe storage.” Frustrated, the four left again knowing they would have to come back tomorrow with even more money.

Keith, was also near the counter and he commented to Scott on how nice Thad and Jason’s shoes were. Scott reminded Keith that if he got there first thing the next day, He could buy the shoes. (Four pairs for $50.00 is a good deal.)

to be continued…

The shoe museum

Author – Jman

The bus pulled out from the bus stop. As the bus was going along the road, it stopped at a museum. The bus driver told the students that they would be stopping to see the display here. The students got off the bus and went inside.

At the front desk the museum guide met the students and was happy to see them. The students got out money thinking they had to pay the admission fee. The museum guide said that at this museum, you pay the fee when you leave after you have seen the display. However, the students were asked to sign the guestbook. “We like to keep track of who visits our museum and by signing the book you agree to pay the admission fee.” The students saw no problem with this and they all signed the guest book.

After signing the guest book they went into the main room which was like a long hall. On display were all kinds of shoes. There were old shoes, new shoes, tennis shoes, dress shoes, skate shoes, boots, heels, mary janes in all sizes and colors. Some shoes were designer shoes and seemed very expensive.

After the students had viewed all the shoes on display, the museum guide said, “I hope you enjoyed your visit to the shoe museum and seeing our collection of shoes. Do any of you have any questions.” One student asked, “Where did all of these shoes come from.” The museum guide answered, “These shoes belonged to people who had visited our museum over the years. Here at the shoe museum, we require those who visit the museum to donate their shoes to the museum to be added to our collection. This is the admission priced you agreed to pay.”

The museum guide then opened an empty display case and told the students, “Now take off your shoes and place them in the display case.”

to be continued.

5th grade maths class

Author – Fifth grade maths teacher

I teach math to a few classes, I always have the fifth grade from 10:30 a.m. until 11:30.

I don’t want to start the year off a negative note, so I ignore latecoming to class the first few weeks, then, after a few weeks, I choose a boy who continually comes late to class and tell him to give me his shoes, and I tell all the boys that from that point on anyone who comes late will have to forfeit his shoes. I generally return them at the end of lesson, but if a boy comes late often I normally keep them until the end of the schoolday.

This year I announced one Thursday the rule, while making a boy hand over his shoes. The next morning – Friday – only three boys came on time for the lesson, all the rest came over ten minutes late. I told them to hand over their shoes, and then at the end of class I refused to return the shoes. If the boys were surprised they didn’t show it, they filed out quite happily in their socks. I then refused to return the shoes at the end of the day, in fact I went out to watch the boys leaving the grounds in their socks – I found it quite thrilling actually.

The principal phoned me that night, it seems like a couple of parents had been in touch, when he heard that the whole story he made clear that he stood fully behind me.

On Monday the principal waited with me in the room at the beginning of the lesson, a good number of boys came on time, most were wearing diiferent shoes or sneakers, or at least crocs, but three were in their socks, and reclaimed their shoes, but another eleven came late. All were wearing shoes, and the principal make them take off the second pair of shoes, and bring both pairs to his office.

He returned to the classroom a few minutes later, and told all the boys to follow him to the nearby park, where he allowed the shod boys to play games, and told the unshod boys to collect the garbage. He also made clear that if they come on time to clas for the next couple of days they will get their shoes back on the Wednesday, otherwise there will be more serious consequences.

Exiled barefoot

Author – Exiled barefoot

We had a really funny story.

Our form master was a major history geek, and one day he organised a major oral history test with the school principal and one of his friends – some professor of history in a college somewhere.

Before the test someone suggested an idea, that if you don’t know the answer to the question you can made something up that sounds intelligent, and say something that more or less fits, and at least you won’t sound stupid.
A few boys answered wrong answers and then it was my turn. he asked me what happened in whichever year it was – maybe 1812, or something like that – and I wasn’t sure, so I said that the Czar of Russia exiled Prince Peter barefoot. The class tittered, since the formmaster the previous year had been a Mr. Peters, whom we nicknamed Prince Peter, and he often slipped his shoes off during lessons.

The principal and formmaster went outside with the professor, and a minute late they came back into class by themselves.
The formmaster told me to come up to the front, which has a rasied dais. then he told me to bring a chair, and to put it on his desk. I listened and then he told me to climb up and sit on the chair.
At this stage i hesitated as I wasn’t sure what was going on, and the formmaster screamed at me “listen to what I say” I looked at his face and I saw that he was really really livid, so I climbed up and sat on the chair.
The Principal then took my feet and bent them back towards the seat of the chair. he was quite rough and hurt me a bit. then the formamaster undid my laces, and pulled off my shoes. I could hardly beleive what was going on, i was in total shock, but before I could even think abut what was happening, I felt my trouser leg being moved up, a finger in my grey socks, and then my socks too were removed.
Then they told me to come down and stand bareffoot net to the classroom door. I looked at my shoes, simple lace up school shoes with two seams coming down to the front, with my grey ribbed socks inside, and I looked down at my feet and i had to make an effort not to cry.
They then called on another boy – an afro American called Jason – who had made the class titter with his answer. He climbed up, and the principal noticed he was wearing sneakers – which the school doesn’t allow. The formmaster took off his shoes and socks too, and told him to stand next to me.
The Principal then told everyone to take off their shoes and put on their desks. He found two more pairs of snaekers, which he brought to the front, telling those boys too to stand next to us in their socks. Another three boys whom he felt had embarrased the class he told to take off their socks and put inside the shoes on the teachers desk.
By this time the bell had rung for recess and he told everyone else to go outside to recess, leaving their shoes on thier desks. I couldn’t help wonder what someone would think were they to come in to the room at this satge, a pair of shoes on most the desks, and another seven pairs on the teachers desks’ six with socks inside/
He then paraded us seven – six of us barefoot, and one in socks – to the secretary’s office. it was recess so it was quite embarrasing, as everyone saw us.
In the office he told us that we suspenped from the school for a week, for the next week after that we would not be allowed to wear our shoes in school. He told the secretary to call all our parents.

That night we were all in touch with SMS and we agreed we would go to a shopping mall the next day which had indoor bowling. I didn’t have another pair of shoes, nor did most of the guys, and Jason who had been wearing his sneakers,
hs mother refused to let him wear his school shoes.
we came to the mall, and then one of the security guys saw us, mostly in our uniform gray socks, and he was really suspicious. they took us upstairs, made us go through metal detectors, checked the two pairs of shoes that we had. We explained thta we had been suspended shoeless for a week because we didn’t know the answers in an oral test. In the end he called the school to confrim, and it ended up making the school bad name. The shopping mall guys then decided that we couldn’t go bowling, so we just spent the day in the shops.

I only received my shoes back two weeks later, by which time i had become quite comfortable without them, and i had to get used them again.

After they gave all the shoes back the principal one day did a random shoes check, and Jason was wearing sneakers again. He took all the sneakers away, and he made the boys walk a couple of blocks in their socks. he kept Jason’s shoes, so of course the next day Jason turned up with his school shoes, and the principal toook those as well, and he ended spending another week in his socks, but i don’t think he even cared any more at that stage.

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.

Hidden Shoes

Author – Kevin

Today at school some girls took off my shoes and ran off with them. They both went different direction and I wanted to follow them but some others held on to me so I couldn’t get away. After a few minutes the girls came back but without my shoes. I asked them where they were but they only said you have to find them yourself and they laughed. It was in the first break so I didn’t have that much time anymore and I started walking in one of the directions. The bell rang for the next lesson and I was still in my grey paterned socks. I walked to my class and these girls were laughing at me and I felt a little embarrassed. They made me spend the whole day in socks and at the end of last lesson they told me where to find my sneaks. I had to walk half the school but I finally got them back.