Here's one from High School:
My High School years were pretty rough, I dealt with lots of things from my parents divorce, my Grandfather dying, my mother throwing me out because I wouldn't move in with her and her new boyfriend, blowing out both of my knees four times in three years, my best friend committing suicide and to top it off I grew ill from a nerological problem that caused one of my blood vessels in my brain to allow too much oxygen into my brain and caused "drunk-like" symptoms, I slurred my speech and had a hard time remembering things, I could only watch TV sideways, it was the only way it made sense to me. It took awhile for the meds to work so I missed a large part of the last semester of my soph year.
I made up the classes at the local college my senior year, I was already taking some pre-college courses along with my load from HS. I had already gotten enough credits for my senior year so I basically only had the makeup classes to take. I joked around alot in school, pranked and wise-assed around. I'm sure it was all because of what was going on behind the scenes, but it really pissed of my principal to no end, I organized the ditch days etc...I was Swink's version of Ferris Beuller, and he was Mr. Rooney to a T.
Anyway a week before our grades had to be in for graduation he called me into his office and asked where my grades were from the college, I told him I took my finals for every class that morning and that I assumed the teachers would have the grades on Monday. He told me that it wasn't good enough, that they had to be in by Friday, so he called the college and asked a few of the profs if the tests were graded, they said no. He then informed he that since my grades were "late" that I would still receive my diploma but I wouldn't be able to attend the graduation to walk with my class. I pleaded with him to change his mind, announcement had already been sent, cap and gown bought. I told him that I have given that school 13 years (with kindergarten) I was going to be a cripple someday due to my knee injuries suffered whlie playing sports for the school and despite my hijinks I never did anything to tarnish Swink School. He told me that his decision was final and that was how the world works, you don't always get second chances.
I didn't leave his office that day until I got my diploma signed and in my hand, I didn't return to school the following week either. On Tuesday the school held it's annual elementry track day in which Lesar's daughter was running in. He was known for "leaving" things around, so I uhhh, FOUND his car keys and went for a ride in his Mazda. I picked up a few classmates and drove to La Junta for some McDonalds, we left our trash in his car. Then I proceded to park his car on the lawn outside of the gym right where the receiving line would be that Sat for Graduation. I then jacked his car up (with some help from some buddies) and stole his tires and left his car on blocks, oh and I locked his keys in the car.
I waited down the block to see his reaction to finding his car and to this day I still get goosebumps on my neck. He was cursing and punching a brick wall in front of elementry kids, cursing and saying my name. He had to drive the school van home. He then was too dumb to realize his keys were in the car, he tried to strong-arm my class by threatening to cancel the graduation if I didn't return his keys, the school didn't have a correct address for me since I was kicked out of my house and hadn't lived at my home since I was 15. I left a note under his office door on a Thr telling him his keys were under the seat of his car.
On graduation day I was dressed in full cap and gown with my diploma in hand, walked into the room where the rest of my classmates were and stepped in line where I was supposed to be. They had snuck a extra seat onto the gym floor for me, and all the guys in the class had "Where's Tony?" on the top of their motorboards. When the crowd saw me walking into the gym they exploded into applause, the teachers and admin didn't know what was happening cause everyone was on their feet, the look on his face was priceless. They didn't call my name when it was to be read, but the girl behind me said "Go, it's your turn." I stood in the middle of the floor and raised my diploma in the air and they all went nuts.
When the rest of the class went up to him to shake his hand and get their diploma they handed him one of his lugnuts to his car outside, I had given them to my classmates before it started. Once it was over I walked outside and grabbed his tires, threw them down beside his car and joined my friends.
I will post pics one of these days, I also had a friends parent videotape Lesar taking his car down and putting his tires back on with the tiny jack from his trunk. He retired last year, I went to visit him before he left. He didn't mention it but kids there still spoke of it, they didn't know the specifcs but they knew that one time a student rose from the non air conditioned halls of Swink High and beat the system, and handed the MAN known as Lesar his greatest defeat in front of a whole town and student body.
Last edited by anthonypacino; 07-15-2007 at 05:06 AM..