...Cutting up in Class...

...I was usually the 'quiet girl' in school. In grammer and jr hs, I just sat in my chair, and answered questions that were put to me. I came alive in H.S., and got active in all my subjects...I LOVED being able to elect my courses, and take what I wanted. The teachers really helped me, especially the Math and Science teachers...I was especially interested in looking at the 'fringe' aspects of subjects. Once, a math student came in with a handout that explained a very bizarre way to solve a math equation, but he couldn't figure it out. The teacher looked at it, and said...
..."Give it to 'Crazy P-------', she will explain it next week."
...I struggled with it over the weekend, and figured it out...it involved filling out a series of matrices. So, I showed up in a nice, navy blue dress, and was covered in chalk dust, after filling three chalkboards with matrices. (I will confess that I was making a 'Production' of my presentation). I was almost coughing chalk dust as I said...after I solved it...
..."There is an easier way"...I solved the equation in 4 lines...and sat down.
...A few times, I had it in for substitute teachers, usually in Orchestra. We would all switch instruments, and we would sound like Hell. I would be trying to play a clarinet, while the guy struggled with my cello. We would straighten up after we had made our joke, and get back to our usual places. One time, we were all sitting in our usual places, and the substitute explained that she was happy to be with us, she had heard that we had won awards in competitions. We started, and sounded like Hell.

She stopped, and then had each section play a few measures. She got to the cellos, and stared at us after we played.

I was looking at the music, chewing my lower lip, and then I brightened up and said..."I see the problem."

...I turned my music so it was pointing up...(It had been upside down on the stand...I had stolen that joke from a Marx Bros. Movie)...and the rest of the cellos followed...one stand had the music sideways. We sounded OK, after that.
...The Sub just got back to work.
