CONFESS!!! last days of school - did your school have any traditions?

[LynneSin]

Because we were in rural PA, everyone had to take the bus to school unless you were lucky enough to score a parking permit when you were old enough.

Our last day of school traditional was water bottles, water guns & water baloons and tons of them. By the time I got home from the 30 minute trip from school I was usually soaked to the bone

[AllegroRondo]

1. TPing the band director's house

he was a good sport about it too.

[Crazy Dave]

2. The day before was non-officially "Senior Skip Day"

No parent's note was needed the next day and about half of the school's seniors went to a lake where there was lots of under age drinking, sex and lots of drugs :woohoo:

[unsavedtrash]

9. my school had that too. n/t

[meegbear]

3. We had a squirtgun day ...

a skip day, all before the last day. Last day was a half day, just a check to make sure you returned books, etc. We would be out by 11am.

[HuskerDU]

4. We did the water balloons etc pretty bad on the last day of

school. Bad enough that they called the cops. When the cops arrived, everyone scattered leaving only my car filled with buckets of water etc and beer. The cops called my house where my grandpa told them that he had put the beer in my car by mistake! Thanks Gramps!

[Drum]

5. Toga!

:D

[bertha katzenengel]

6. We came up w/ a prank to pull on our biggest district rival.

Our colors were green & gold. My senior year, we dyed their pool green, and bombarded their campus overnight with green & yellow ping pong balls.

[LostinVA]

7. We would pile into a car, drive over the DMB, and

beat up the Delaware toll booth workers.

Good times, good times...

[LynneSin]

10. So of those workers are from out of state

And what I don't get is the fact that in New Jersey you can't run to the grocery store without ante up to the Parkway or Turnpike so why the hell are you bitching to me about Delaware's one stinking toll

[northzax]

12. it is not Delaware's "one stinking toll" and you know it

you pay at the merge as well. turns the 15 minutes you should have to spend on your way to or from the Armpit into hours sometimes.

Delaware should be a happy place, I mean once you are there you are out of New Jersey, but no.

[LynneSin]

13. Well if you stop by and visit me I'd make Delaware a happy place for ya

And tell you how to avoid not only the DE tolls but that $5 toll you have to pay heading north on 95 in Maryland

[northzax]

14. well sure, you can do route 1

but then, from DC, at least, you are stuck on the Bay Bridge. only other option is Pennsyltucky, which I try to avoid at all costs :)

[LynneSin]

15. I live a mile off of 95 - where the hell are you going

:shrug:

[InvisibleTouch]

8. Second-last day of fourth grade...

...the class went on a field trip to the woods. As we were walking the trails, most of the kids started singing silly anti-school, anti-teacher songs, and I remember thinking how stupid they were, because it wasn't the last day of school, but the second-last. They could still get in trouble for that stuff the next day. Of course they didn't, but such was my paranoia at the time.

[datasuspect]

11. the ritualistic goring of the sacramental ox

and wrapping the choice bits in fat and burning them to appease the gods.

[Zoigal]

16. When i taught my class made

home made ice cream (kids did the cranking)
on the last day, and had a watermelon "feed" on
the first week of school. Kids thought it was great.

In elementary school (rural) there was always a community
pot luck at the school on the last day. Nice memories.

[MorningGlow]

17. Seniors only

At my Catholic all-girls high school (:puke:) the seniors were allowed to wear shorts and a t-shirt under their fall/spring uniform (a one-piece pinstripe dress that made us look like we attended a juvie detention center), write all over the uniform, and then rip it to shreds bit by bit throughout the day. When I was a senior, some girls tried to burn the all-polyester winter jumper in effigy. It melted instead.

[Aristus]

18. On the last day of school, all the Seniors would pull every last scrap of paper

out of their lockers and toss them into the middle of the hallway. The Senior hall became an ocean of old tests, book reports, geography maps, mash notes etc. that one had to wade through to get anywhere.

I didn't participate in the unthinking juvenile exuberance (I was a real tool in those days), but I always felt sorry for the janitors who would have to sweep up the whole mess. Nowadays I wonder if they recycled it all.

[tjwmason]

19. The headboy used to get thrown into the swimming pool

However the relevant authorities decided that this was unsafe - so instead he got dragged out of school and a couple of hundred yards down the road to a pond, all the while the deputy head-master running after shouting that we weren't allowed to leave school grounds during morning break...

Other than that some folk used to sign each others shirts.

[mvd]

20. Just..

An end of year mass and the awards ceremonies. I went to a Catholic high school.

[Manifestor_of_Light]

21. We sat around and played cards all day in class.

This was in Texas. Guess that was before the Babtists took over.

[SeattleGirl]

22. My high school had ODTAA: One Darn Thing After Another.

It was actually a lot of fun. Lots of restaurants, bowling alleys, mini golf places, etc., would be open all night the weekend before graduation for the seniors, for free. Yeah, it sounds very Mayberry, but we had a lot of fun with it.

[jmowreader]

23. My class actually STARTED one

Every class up to and including the Class of 1980 held a Senior Sneak. You know, the basic stuff: underage drinking, pot smoking, nude swimming in Lake Chatcolet, sport sex, four or five fatalities from running off Highway 5 in the middle of the night (Highway 5 is NOT the road you want to run off--it's cut into a cliff, so you either nail a solid rock wall or plunge 250 feet to a fiery death against the rocks below), a couple dozen arrests, and everyone the administration could figure out attended got kicked out of school the week before graduation. And because St. Maries is a small town with limited availability of certain items (read: there was only one store in town that sold rubbers), there were typically seven or eight forced marriages in the month after the Sneak.

The Class of 1981, which I was in, did things a bit differently. We went to the superintendent a month and a half before graduation and told him, "we would like to hold a senior sneak but we would prefer not to have any fatalities, pregnancies or expulsions. Can you help?"

Oh hell yes he could help. The school gave us three diesel buses, fully fueled and with drivers. He was an Elk, so he called the local Lodge and secured their building for the night. There were a dozen classmates whose parents would volunteer for anything, and he got them to serve as chaperones. He even came with us to see what we'd come up with.

We started with dinner at the school cafeteria. We then went to a theatre in Coeur d'Alene to see The Four Seasons--he even called the theatre and got us comped in. We then went back to the Elks Lodge for a casino night, complete with prizes and breakfast at the end. All this for $25 a head.

Now they do it every year.

And unlike most classes, we waited until AFTER graduation to start having classmates die. Two or three of them died in logging accidents, the valedictorian went to Alaska to catch crabs to earn his college tuition and got swept overboard, one guy drove a chip truck off the side of the Lewiston grade, and one of our classmates built an airplane from a kit, forgot how to fly while he was putting it together and landed in the city sewage lagoon the first time he flew it. (Don't laugh--it's at the end of the runway.)

[AngryAmish]

24. Last day of school fights

Settle a few scores before summer. Usually about ten.

[Joe Fields]

25. We were allowed to empty our lockers in the hallways. Man, you

should have seen the paper and books fly!!!. After we were through, every inch of hallways throughout the school was covered ankle deep in paper and what not.