Sips n Clips presents: Sex on the ID

It was a normal day of school. I woke up and dragged myself to class, barely realizing where I was. I had no idea I would feel like my rights would be violated. I never really cared, and just flowed through the normal school day routine, just floating along. But for some reason, the young rebellion fire made me stand up against my teacher.

It was Mrs. Fouts, and she taught Spanish. We had to wear these ID’s to class because everyone was scared after 9/11. I said I hated them, and Fouts told me that I shouldn’t say that, and the ID’s protected me and made me safe at school.

I told her I could say anything I wanted; I had the right to free speech. She went on about how I didn’t in school, and that I needed to learn respect for the school and all the great things it does to make sure I am safe and in a healthy learning environment. I said something about football, and then laid it on think.

She gave me this referral.

The Cover Letter For My Parents

And the wonderful Referral

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