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[–] TardisParkBoys 0 points 3 points (+3|-0) ago 

My high school French teacher really, really liked Earth Day and Arbor Day. Like, we would have parties in class to celebrate Earth day, with french foods like crepes and petit pain au chocolat and shit like that. Well during my junior year, he was retiring, and so he wanted to make his last Earth Day as a teacher special. We planned to chip in and buy two saplings to plant outside the school, but Earth Day came along and we still hadn't purchased a tree. So, during French class, he wrote two students a pass to drive two towns over to a tree farm, pick up two trees in my friend's mom's minivan, and drive them back so that we could plant them. In the meantime, the rest of us all watched Pixar movies and ate crepes. When the students finally got back, class was over, so he told us we were all excused for our next period and we went outside and planted those trees.

The same teacher kept several large kitchen knives in a filing cabinet beside his desk for cutting cheese and French bread at our frequent "parties" (Earth Day was just one of many excuses to forego class and eat pastries and shit). My friend J was known for being somewhat of a klutz, so the teacher always refused to let J use the 8" bread knife to slice bread. J would always jokingly make a big deal about it, and the teacher would pointedly assign the cutting of bread to a more responsible student. On the last day of school, the French teacher gave J the 8" bread knife as a gift - at school. J walked around for the rest of the day with a large knife in his backpack.

There was another time we had planned to hold a party, I don't remember the occasion, but it was mostly an excuse to watch Ratatouille, because we had recently introduced our teacher to Pixar movies and he absolutely loved them. Anyways, it was a last minute decision, and very few people actually brought food or paper products. Not wanting the party to suck, my French teacher gave me $30 and wrote me a pass to the grocery store to buy more food for the party. When I returned to school and explained my pass to the secretaries in the front office, they just laughed and said "Oh, that sounds like Mr. L alright" and let me go.

TL;DR: my eccentric French teacher was close enough to retirement that he was able to get away with just about anything, and as a result I learned very little French.

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[–] HandMaid 0 points 1 point (+1|-0) ago 

An entertaining story and who needs French anyway?