Summary

A group of high school students at an all-boys Catholic school play a prank on their English and Religion teacher, who is known for inappropriate physical contact, by leaving a DVD labeled "Child Pornography" on his desk during an inspection.

Abstract

In a high school English class, a teacher known for his awkward and inappropriate behavior towards students becomes the target of a prank by a troublemaker student, Bob. The prank involves leaving a blank DVD labeled with the words "Child Pornography" on the teacher's desk just before an inspection. This act leads to an atmosphere of unease during the inspection, with the inspector visibly disturbed. Although the DVD is blank and the teacher faces no serious consequences, the incident results in the teacher maintaining a more professional distance from his students henceforth. The narrative is framed with self-awareness of the students' immaturity and acknowledgment that their actions were not justified.

Opinions

The students, including the narrator, recognize their own immaturity and the lack of moral high ground in their actions.
The teacher's behavior, while not malicious, is considered creepy and inappropriate, involving unnecessary physical contact with students.
The student named Bob is portrayed as a troubled individual with a reputation for being a troublemaker and potentially engaging in illegal activities.
The prank is seen as a reaction to the teacher's behavior, but it is also clear that the students' primary motivation was not to improve the classroom experience but to act out of cruelty and immaturity.
The author reflects on the incident with a sense of regret and an understanding that the teacher, while awkward, was not inherently malevolent.

Classroom PRANKS: Suspicious Teacher Gets Punished

Also, we were assholes.

Guys, before I begin this story, know that I have no moral high ground to stand on. None.

We had a creepy teacher in high school. Kids are cruel. We called him a pedophile. He was, (to my knowledge), not a pedophile. But he did feel up students unnecessarily which is why we made fun of him.

This was at an all-boys Catholic high school. Here’s the story:

“Daniel. Can you read next?”

We were reading out of Shakespeare… or something. As was usual for this teacher, any time he spoke to anyone, he felt the need to go and feel them up. He would ask someone to read while standing behind them and start rubbing their shoulders, for instance.

It was just weird. And high school kids are not known for their benevolence, understanding, and patience. We were quick to make fun of him.

He was also a Catholic priest, which didn’t help with the rumors that he was a creep. In retrospect, I think he was just awkward. He didn’t really have a bad bone in his body. He just rubbed people the wrong way verbally (and sometimes physically). Again, he is not actually a sex offender.

But he picked on the wrong m*****fucker.

Right. Normal day. This teacher had an inspection coming up. We hadn’t planned any pranks. We were simply there for his English class (he taught English and Religion).

In that class — and not for long after this incident — there was a troublemaker. We didn’t particularly like this teacher as a collective. But this student hated him most of all. We shall call him Bob the student.

Bob the student was the type of student whose parents were far worse than he was — they were the type that would happily tell teachers to go fuck themselves if giving out about their son. About a year after this incident, Bob began growing weed at home and selling it. Weed was and still is illegal in the country we were in.

This kid was not a good kid. I don’t know if he was a sociopath but he was usually glib, cruel, and easily-angered. And our teacher — for whatever reason he had thought was right — decided to move him up to the top of the class from the back.

Nobody particularly wanted to sit at the front. This student least of all. After some cussing from the recalcitrant student, he moved to the top of the class. His desk was joined to the teacher’s desk, right in front of it.

We all knew what was going on. But we didn’t do anything about it.

The End

By the end of the class, there was a blank DVD left on the teacher’s desk — one which had been the teacher’s — that now had “Child Pornography” written neatly on it and left ostentatiously back on the desk.

This was the student’s doing. Bob was not seen in that English class again. He was moved to a different one.

However, our teacher had a routine inspection during the next class. It was described to me that the inspector’s eyes were as big as saucers during the entire class while our teacher confidently strolled around the classroom trying to be his best self.

The matter of the DVD was broached afterward and it was cleared up. Our teacher didn’t get into trouble.

The inspector had just been really weirded out and had been barely able to pay attention to the teacher for the inspection until after the class was already over. As I said, the DVD was actually blank. It had nothing on it. But our teacher was probably really bewildered and somewhat embarrassed.

I was tacitly complicit in the prank that embarrassed him. I hadn’t said anything. The good news, though, was that our teacher kept a healthy distance away from us 14-year-olds while talking to us after that.

Were we fighting for a better classroom experience? No. We were just assholes.

THE END