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[pet lover]

Let's see....a kid fell flat on his face after swinging between two desks even though they'd all been warned on a daily basis not to do that....hit his forehead right on the concrete floor...his forehead actually got a bit flattened and the blood that gushed out was thick and jelly-like. Since the other teachers couldn't stand the sight of blood and the boss was driving the kid to the emergency room, I was the one that had to pick up the blood. yes, pick up....it was too thick to just mop up with a towel.

What else? A tiny little girl farted...or I thought it was a fart. We ended up evacuating the classroom and conducting class in the hallway as the stench was simply over-powering. She hadn't just farted--she'd exploded with the runs.

Countless bloody noses where the students remain quiet and actually try to hide it until the front of their shirt is simply drenched in blood.

Kids who pee, kids who poop, strangely, I've not had any vomiters. Ever. And now I'll probably have at least three tomorrow because I just jinxed myself by saying it. But it could also be because I always tell the kids that if they think they need to vomit, they should just get up and run to the bathroom, without asking permission or anything like that. I also set a metal trash can next to any kid who looks a bit green, just in case.

[sheba]

I mentioned not too long ago about a problem child (about 7 yrs old), who got up on his desk and pulled out his teenie weenie for a little flip flop show....

That happened in my third week!

[pegpig]

About a year ago I was walking around the class checking the kids' work. As usual they were pestering me about being finished while I was checking. I noticed a few kids waving a little off to the right of me. Yeah, yeah, I'll be right there. Finally, I look up to see one of the more disgusting sights in my hogwan days.

This kid had his head down in the middle of his book. His head was also in one of the biggest, nastiest-looking puke puddles I have ever witnessed. I've seen some doozy soju blasts in the subway, but this would have put any of those to shame.

The strange thing was that he looked almost like he was sleeping in it. He had not given me any signal that he was sick or anything prior to the eruption.

I quickly evacuated the 20 or so students with fortunately only 10 minutes left in class. The smell in the room was horrific. After I left, I couldn't even return without contributing to the stench. Fortunately, we had a coordinator at the school who took care of those types of things.

The mother was fortunately there a short time later and apologized profusely.

I currently also have a grade 2 Bundy in my class who quite regularly has his hand in the front of his pants. No biggie.

[plattwaz]

Well it wasn't in CLASS (thank gawd) but one day walking down the hallway on my lunch time, I heard a wee voice from the depths of the bathroom "Seon-sang-nim! Seon SANG NIM! SEON SANG NIIIIIM!"

So, I went into the girls toilets. A wee little tiny five year old scared-to-death face peeking out a crack in the stall door, open only an inch or two. "Yes Jenny?" I said, thinking she needed her butt wiped. SHe looked a bit scared, but opened the door.

Oh my freaking lord. NOTHING would have prepared me for this, as to this day I still don't believe one little tiny two-foot-tall human being had sooooo much s**t inside of them. There was poop on the walls, poop on the toilet seat, poop on the floor, poop on her arms, legs, undies, skirt, and even in her hair. When I say "on the wall" I mean at least my stomach level .. HOW did she get it there??????

The thing is, she was so sad about it all and she probably felt physically crappy, too (hmmmm....pun intended I suppose) that I couldn't react with the scream and barf that I wanted to, but had to console her and tell her it was all okay. I hid my gags as long as I could, and finally another teacher came into the bathroom and helped me. At that point I stopped suppressing the gags and she let me leave

[captain kirk]

Kids have just torn up the stairs, four flights, one runty and one supersized. The little one somehow hits the wall with the momentum of the mad race up. Looks like the big one pushed him aside in the race for the schooldoor.

Well the bump on his forehead grew before our eyes like those bodymorphing Werewolf transformations in the movies. He didn't cry and looked close to passing out. But stood there unwavering, in shock. Reception ladies attending him tsk-tsking.

Another time a kindy student got a finger caught in a closing door near the doorjamb. It swelling and changing colour for the darker with the tyke wailing.

Fairly serious injuries in the rough world of trying things out as kids do, getting experience.

[Son Deureo!]

In a kindy class, of course, a kid puked on the table. I took him outside and asked the director's wife to call his parents and sent him home.

The poor kid was back in class in 10 minutes.

[pegpig]

Well, I guess an adult story shouldn't be here, but....

Definitely rude. I was teaching a lunch class in my first year. I only had 2 students that day. We sat at this huge table. There was 1 to the left and 1 to the right, facing each other. The guy on my left was talking so I was facing him. Suddenly, I heard this telltale 'hooark' sound that we've all become quite accustomed to hearing - but, not in a classroom!

I couldn't figure where in goober's name he was going to place that. I do a little glance to my right just in time to see him drop it into his empty (I hope) paper coffee cup that he had positioned ON THE TABLE in between his hands. Nothing was spoken about this at the time or after class. I don't recall, but I assumed that he hung onto it until after class.

[ilovebdt]