February 11, 2010

Watching Casper Grow

When I was in high school, there was a kid in my class that was extremely extroverted and would do anything.

Our Senior year right before Christmas break, he came to school dressed as Santa Claus. I have no idea from where he rented the costume, but all day, he was dressed as Santa. Someone told me he did the same at Easter dressed as a bunny, but I don't remember that one.

Every year, the Senior class would stand on the football field and some company would get up high in the stands and with some fancy technology of the times (this was the early 80s) would take some 'slo mo' photo so it could capture all of us. But... there were rules.

Rules of course put out by the administration too, nobody could dress weirdly, and... you couldn't wear one solid color. I'm not sure if it was because it would blur everyone with the 'high tech' of the time or if it was the admin rule so that our Senior class would not go down in posterity with a big 'red' smudge in the middle of the picture, if red was the color of choice.

Of course that didn't stop the clowns in my class. If you look closely at the picture, some of the Senior boys sneaked in a manequin or blow up doll. I think she's a manequin... I need to check.

Anyway, the very same extroverted boy in our class decided to test the limits and showed up on picture day, dressed all in white and with his arms, hands and face painted white as well.

Holding true to their threat, he wasn't allowed in the picture, instead having to wait in the stands while the picture was taken, whilst the entire Senior class chanted, "Cas-per! Cas-per! Cas-per!"

The admin didn't back down. He's not there. The blow up doll/mannequin, however,... is.

These stories sometimes come up in our family, about this kid in my high school class. He was a riot to all of us. There was always something he'd do, dress up, clown around, there was nothing shy about him.

And I always wondered what it must be like to be like that.

And then I had Bones... who is so on that path. I see it coming like a frickin' train.

At dinner tonight he told us he got a tally in class. A tally is like a demerit. Four tallies and you get a detention, and while Bones is not the Detention King, he may be a not so distant 2nd. Talking all the time and not following directions are his biggest offenses. (Surprise!)

Having missed so much school last week, he didn't have to take all his tests. Today's test was in Social Studies, so he was asked to wait in the hall while the class took the test.

Each door has a window about average adult's face height (I have to stand on my tip toes) so the teacher can look out into the hallway.

According to Bones, he stood next to the door and then raised his two hands to window height (the window is a good 6-8 inches above his head) and then pretended one of them was a rock while the other was a bunny and the bunny hopped over to the rock (akin to Little Bunny Foo Foo... remember that?) where the rock then raised up and ate the bunny.

While the kids were taking their test.

We sat there speechless at the table, the four of us staring at him. My husband was pissed. I was thinking, "NO. HE.DID.NOT."

Breaking the silence, very matter of factly, poking his fork into the air to punctuate his words he said, "Evidently I distracted some kids from their test. I got a tally..."

Evidently?

Good Lord. I thought my husband was going to blow a small gasket. Ringo and T were laughing so hard I thought they'd wet themselves and the entire time I sat there staring at him thinking, "I frickin' gave birth to the class of 2017's Casper. No kidding."

Posted by Boudicca at February 11, 2010 10:27 PM
Comments

There'd be no way I could discipline a kid like that. I'd be laughing too hard.

Posted by: diamond dave at February 12, 2010 12:08 AM

LOL. She put Bones out in the hall by himself and expected him to just do what? Stand there? This is Bones. She knows this kid. What was she thinking? She should get a tally.

Posted by: Sticks at February 12, 2010 06:06 AM

Near the end of my son's senior year....I got a call that he had been suspended for.....STRIPPING during lunch hour.

Of course, I was horrified and asked about the circumstances. My son wanted to be elected class clown and he and a friend brought a boom box and were taping the event so his friends would vote for him.

Son jumped on a table, took off his shirt and had tear off pants....he was wearing shorts underneath. Well, he got suspended, not for actually stripping, but they felt it was sexual harrassment (by the way, son was about 6'2" and 300 lbs, just a big guy). Once I heard that, I had to laugh...really, sexual harrassment? I didn't see that.

So, all I could ask was could he still graduate...because if he couldn't, I would have killed him....he could, so we just moved on.

My daughter was the kid dressed for holidays. She and a friend dressed like Cupids for Valentines...complete with toy bow and arrows, wearing adult diapers.....leprechans for St. Pat's and Mrs. Santa for Christmas.....they had a blast.

Posted by: Trudy at February 12, 2010 09:42 AM

OMG - I'm with Ringo and T - I'm sitting here laughing and every time I think I'll stop... think bunny - rock and start laughing again. Of course I don't have to be the parent in this case so... OMG I'm laughing again.

Posted by: Teresa at February 12, 2010 11:47 AM

I.just.love.this.kid! You are one lucky lady, seriously. He is a treasure. I'd probably have to kill him, but since I don't have to raise him I can just love him and your stories of him - and the teacher should have known better. Hang in there :)

Today those girls with the toy bow and arrows would be suspended or expelled, probably sent to juvie.

Posted by: patti at February 12, 2010 01:42 PM

Casper was one of my favorites of your friends! He was great! Bones is on hsi way and I love him even more.

Posted by: Mo at February 12, 2010 10:11 PM

Mo... remember when he put that frickin' 6 foot sign in the cul de sac when we moved back from Michigan, welcoming me back? He cracked me up. What a great guy.

Posted by: Bou at February 12, 2010 10:39 PM

We were just talking last night about seeing that huge "Welcome Bou" sign in the 'center' of the cul de sac. He was such a nice kid, even went to the neighbors to make sure the 6 ' sign was ok by them. Didn't he also dress up as a spirit stick at a football rally? What a creative guy!!

Posted by: mom at February 12, 2010 11:30 PM

Alas, the fun has only begun.......

PT

Posted by: P'cola Titan at February 13, 2010 09:42 PM