You Brought WHAT to School???!!!

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 1.48.12 PMFrom the Department of “ACK! Get the Counselor, Quick!”

Don’t you just love how the nutso stuff that happens at school somehow always winds up as the school counselor’s responsibility? Nothing like a little discomfort to clear everyone else out of the room, leaving you with . . .  any number of situations, but today we’ll be talking about The Strange Things Kids Bring to School.  I’d been planning to share my personal dooziest of doozies sometime in the future, but when I recently heard about the unbelievable “gift” a colleague in my district received, I knew this topic just couldn’t wait. In the interest of full and balanced reporting I asked School Counseling by Heart’s Facebook and Twitter followers to share the strangest things kids have brought to their schools. Let me just say: Oh Lordy! and This stuff does not only happen in Vermont!

What do you know, some themes emerged. Take for instance,

Animals, Alive

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 5.50.25 PMA kitten in a backpack. Chickens in a cage (they rode the bus.) A chicken egg. Chicken poop. Four uncaged rats who came to a parent-teacher conference (parent-teacher-rodent conference?)  I shudder to say this, because I may be bringing a curse upon my head, but I don’t think we’ve had any unexpected live animals come to school, unless, of course you count lice and bedbugs, which I try not to.

Animals, Dead

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 5.49.39 PMA dead kitten (thankfully not the same one as above.) A raccoon head. A deer head. A newly dead ferret, who, like the family of rats above, attended a parent-teacher conference. Let me just state for the record that I may discontinue my practice of attending parent-teacher conferences! We recently got word that a squirrel carcass was in a backpack, but it turned out to be merely a squirrel pelt. A fresh one, granted, but thankfully (for us) gutless. I once had a student say she was going to bring in the um, leftovers after her calf (which she had named for the most popular boy in her grade) was, as she put it “de-balled.”

The Potentially Lethal

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 6.02.03 PMA cake made with glue and other toxic substances, which was shared at lunch, sending 8-10 students to the hospital. Live ammunition (the letter of the week in kindergarten was B, and yes, bullets do start with B!) A whole “arson-al” of lighters.

Loot from the Sticky-Fingered

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 6.10.09 PMWe’ve had a few Artful Dodgers pass through our school, who collectively have been relieved of parents’ credit cards, grandmother’s reading glasses (several pairs over time), a $50 bill  (a lot of money for most of our families), car keys, hunting knives (see also Potentially Lethal.) None of my stories, however, top this, shared by a reader: a Caucasian 8th grader brought an African-American baby to school and wouldn’t say who it belonged to! Really, you can’t make this stuff up!

The “Toy” Party Favors

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 6.05.11 PMA lighter/taser shaped like a stripper. A “doggie style” button. (Just try explaining to a third grader why that phrase is inappropriate. I can’t even remember what I said, but I do remember that I could hear my blood pounding!) Another gift from a third grader – different kid, different year – gave my new intern quite a fabulous entrée into our field. She showed up at my door, red-faced and wide-eyed and said, in a squeaky, choking voice, “So-and-so has on a dildo necklace! What am I supposed to do?” You know that moment when your intern is still in that blessedly simple state where she thinks you know everything and can solve every problem, but you know she’s about to crash hard into the jagged rocks of reality and find out that sometimes you’re just winging it too? That was this moment! After closing my gaping mouth, I shared some thoughts and encouragement and sent her on her way, a fully fledged member of our tribe. Baptism by fire. Or dildo necklace. Either way, mighty uncomfortable.  

The Remains of the Day

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 6.12.55 PMBy far the most unbelievable rogue show-and-tell happened to a counselor in my district. And boy did I give thanks to whoever drew the neighborhood school lines when I heard this one! Here’s what one of her students brought to school: HIS DEAD BROTHER!!! I am not making this up! My colleague was only slightly relieved to find that what other kids meant by “his dead brother” was cremated remains. The box that held them had been passed around the bus on the way to school. When she called the mother to tell her that the boy had brought it to school, the mother calmly told her that it was all right, and she should just send it home with him on the bus. My colleague thought better of that, and put the box on her desk, where it stayed until later in the week when the mom moseyed in to pick it up. I think this one just HAS to win the prize, don’t you?  

Unplanned Parenthood

Screen Shot 2013-01-02 at 6.15.22 PMNot quite as dramatic, and unrelated to death – although certainly FULL of mortification – happened during my first year of counseling, when I was filling a long-term sub position at my son’s school. Yes, you guessed it, my kid was the one who brought in the unbelievable thing. Before I proceed with this true confession, let me just assure you that the boy in question is now a fully grown, functional adult with enough ego strength to survive the public proclamation of his folly. Also, he deserves it! You will no doubt be mightily impressed with the forbearance and magnanimity on my part that resulted in his fifth grade self NOT being banished, grounded for life, or sent to military school. And what, pray tell, did this offspring of mine bring to school? MY BIRTH CONTROL! Oh yes, you read that correctly, he took my birth control out of my dresser, put it in his backpack, and took it to school to show his friend.  Who of course told someone else. Of course.

I was in the middle of teaching a third grade class when the secretary appeared at the door and beckoned me to the hall to share this highly mortifying fact. She thought it was hilarious, and for some reason thought it was a good idea to interrupt my class to tell me that he was in the principal’s office.  Despite the fact that I had turned fifty shades of pink, I somehow pulled myself together enough to finish the class, and then took my own personal walk of shame back down to the office.

At that time my space was right next to the principal’s. It was a beautiful, warm May day and both of us had our windows open. The principal had a booming, I-mean-business voice, and I could clearly hear him saying, “If you’re man enough to bring this to school, you’re man enough to tell me where you got it!” I was trying to fold myself up into invisible when he stuck his head in my door and asked me to join them. Right before we entered his room, he flashed me a big grin, which he immediately erased so as not to let on to my boy that he was amused. Let’s just say that the kid told the truth about where he got it (yay?), the principal handed me back my birth control, and I died a hundred little deaths.

The boy got sent off to clean the cafeteria tables while thinking about what he was going to write in his apology letter, and I got surrounded by my exceedingly entertained colleagues who thought it was really one of the greatest things to happen in a long time. I would have had to agree – if it had been somebody else’s kid! It all had a happy ending, I suppose. The kid lived to tell the tale, never made a mistake like that one again, and I got hired for the permanent position. Quite possibly it had something to do with the fact that the principal was pretty confident that I wouldn’t be needing to take a maternity leave, but still.  

So the next time you’re on the receiving end of a dead ferret, live rats, a dildo necklace, or somebody’s dead brother, just be glad it wasn’t your kid who brought it in. Also, keep your birth control where your kid can’t find it. Just saying. 

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6 Comments

  1. When I was teaching 2nd grade one of my students brought what was later described to me as “a rather large garter snake” because I was never going to look at it. I was called to the office and began backing away as it was explained to me what was in his backpack. I have a snake phobia. Truly. I explained that he did NOT have my permission to bring it in the classroom and so the principal escorted him outside to release it. I called parents and explained the situation. Mom’s response was one of heartbreak, “Oh no….it’s been curling up next to him at night when he sleeps. He’s going to be so upset he had to let it go.” Aaaaaaaak.
    We also had a student announce to teacher that she was going to bring grandma for show-and-tell tomorrow and grandma showed up as ashes in an urn. You are right – can’t make this stuff UP! :)

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  2. I have to say, I was kind of surprised that nobody had a snake story – but now we have one. Of course we do! I hope nobody was expecting grandma to do a read-aloud! Thanks for sharing!

    Rebecca

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  3. Hilarious! The kids definitely keep us on our toes! We had a grandparent to call saying that his granddaughter had taken his prosthetic eye to school. You should have seen us trying to question the student about that one. Lol
    We also had a student to bring in grandma’s dentures to show everyone. Another time we had a boy bring almost $1000 of his grandmother’s money. As I was talking to him about stealing and the fact that grandma needed that money to pay bills. He proceeded to tell me, ” My grandma has plenty of money. She got all this from gambling.” I failed to keep a straight face on that one.
    Oh my! Kids DO the darnest things!

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  4. I just cracked up hardcore reading this. Kids are the best (and worst) sometimes! The oddest thing that I’ve had to deal with a kid bringing to school is a hunting knife. The kiddo in question was a second grade Native American student functioning at the intellectually disabled level. He pulled out the knife to sharpen his pencil during speech (likely a common behavior at home). Obviously, given his background and ability level, he probably had no idea this was inappropriate, but he still had to be suspended, which sucked. Thankfully, at his manifestation determination hearing, we were able to clarify the behavior and bring him right back to school.

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  5. I’m cracking up! The funniest thing I can remember was a box of condoms! Luckily the boy thought it was a deck of playing cards with a sexy lady on front so we confiscated the goods and went with that!

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  6. We had a little guy bring his gecko in his backpack. No cage-just the backpack. The poor thing was not in good shape when he arrived at school, but as the day progressed he regained his strength. Good thing we keep shoe boxes on hand for dioramas!

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