Masthead #35 – back to school
Ha ha, slacker kids! You have to go back to school! I mean…aw, that sucks, dudes. (hahahhahahahahha)
I had this masthead idea a few months ago, and I kid you not, one of the magazines I subscribe to had this same type of image accompanying an article: chalkboard, flashcards, the whole deal. So now it looks like I ripped it from them.
But I didn’t.
Anyway, the chalkboard image is from Stock Xchange, the pickle and dime clip art is from Clipart Connection, the font is from Dafont, and I made the flash cards myself. And, of course, I had to use the best tagline ever.
In school, did your teachers ever make you write on the board if you got in trouble? If so, what did you have to write?
My teachers never did that, but if you acted up, you got your name written on the board, which was a BIG DEAL and you typically died of embarrassment. The one and only time I got my name written on the board was after the teacher told us all to be quiet. I waited about two seconds and couldn’t contain myself, because I turned to my friend next to me and blurted out, “Do you want to see my new clogs?”
BWA HA HA HA HA HA new clogs. Hilarious. No, we didn’t have anything like that, but I was shy and meek and would probably never have been written up if such a thing had existed.
Comment by Jess — September 8, 2009 @ 11:23 am
Such a cute masthead!
Comment by Nowheymama — September 8, 2009 @ 11:29 am
we got Sent Out of the classroom, which was OUR version of omg-so-embarassing-i’m-going-to-die. i only got sent out once in all of grammar school, too.
heehee, i just listened to your sportscast below as well, and it’s SO AWESOME. i want to try one!
Comment by Alice — September 8, 2009 @ 12:29 pm
I was a huge nerd in school. VERY quiet. I mean almost invisible quiet. So what I am about to tell you may shock you.
My senior year I flipped off my Biology Teacher to her face in front of the entire class. The person sitting next to me kept talking to me and Ms. Burger asked me if I was going to stop talking. Well, I apparently got angry so I flipped her off and when she said “Would you like to leave?” I said “YES”, threw my pen down and walked out. Luckily it was about two seconds before class was about to end so I went out into the hall (sweating MAJOR bullets) waiting for her to come out and kill me. Class ended I went back in and she said “Are you calm now?” And I said yes and that I was sorry. That was it. Nothing else happened to me and I wasn’t dead.
Apparently all of my years of being a major goody goody paid off and I was able to flip off a teacher to her face in front of an entire class without any repercussions. Of course I was bit of a rock star for about a day or two. People actually knew my name for about 5 seconds.
Comment by Emily — September 8, 2009 @ 1:01 pm
We never had to write on the board, though I would probably have loved it b/c I thought writing on the board was fabulous. I used to love rainy recess days b/c we got to play on the board.
I loved clogs back then, too. I wanted a pair with wooden heels with nails around the edge (like brads on the arm of a sofa). My mother wouldn’t let me have them and I pouted for MONTHS.
Comment by Shelly — September 8, 2009 @ 1:27 pm
HAHAHA!!! That is SO me. I COULD NOT be quiet in elementary school. I stayed in trouble for talking.
Comment by Shelly — September 8, 2009 @ 1:41 pm
I never got in trouble – also tried to become invisible. One key factor was to try to never catch the teacher’s eye.
In grade school, one of my teachers would put a kid in the “cloak closet” if you acted up. Still remember this kid, Mike Haft, who had an INFECTIOUS laugh. The teacher put him in the cloak closet (which bulged out a bit with him behind the vinyl drapes) yet he still wouldn’t stop. Soon the entire class was laughing hysterically – including quiet, shy, me.
Comment by Grimmie — September 8, 2009 @ 2:47 pm
Ha! I was such a goody-goody in elementary school. I remember I got my name written on the board ONE TIME and it was horribly mortifying. Like you, it was because I simply could not keep my wee trap shut and blurted out something or other right as the teacher told us to hush.
Comment by nonsoccermom — September 8, 2009 @ 8:47 pm
The only time I had my name written on the board was after a boy kissed me at recess (on the hand!!) and we were tattled on. So not only was I embarrassed, but it was COMPLETELY UNJUST. I didn’t do the kissing after all! Clearly I’m still bitter, 20+ years later
Comment by velocibadgergirl — September 8, 2009 @ 9:56 pm
We hed the name on the board thing, but if you were super bad you got a check mark next to your name and the world ended
Comment by parkingathome — September 8, 2009 @ 10:51 pm
I. Love. That.
Comment by seven — September 9, 2009 @ 10:52 pm
I got my name written on the board (DYING DYING DYING) for slamming my fist on a ketchup packet, which squirted everywhere. WHAT? It was an ACCIDENT.
Comment by Swistle — September 10, 2009 @ 7:36 am