By TOM RASCH

I was in S‑201 recently, and I'd like to describe what it was like. A good way to start off would be to say it wasn't too much fun.

The morning began like a normal school day ‑ in homeroom. After homeroom I had to go to the dean and pick up an S‑201 slip. With the slip I proceeded to the detention room. My locker is right across the hall from S‑201 so I cleared it out and brought everything into the room so I'd be sure to have enough to do.

Walking in I received a cold greeting, "Okay, take seat number one," from the attendant. I found number one located in the corner of the dingy room, lit merely by sunlight trickling through the high windows.

From then on the day started and seemingly never ended. I started some homework but didn't really feel like doing it, but since that was my only choice, I did it anyway.

After sitting for a few hours, lunch finally came. The period went very rapidly and soon it was time to report back to S‑201. That is when the time seemed most unbearable, long, and very very hot. It was very hard to do work of any kind while sweating uncomfortably and wishing only to take a swim or do something to get cooled off.

Every minute went on and on and seemed like an hour for the remainder of the afternoon. There was nothing to look forward to except the end of the day.

Besides the physical discomforts of being in S‑201, there was also mental discomfort. It was impossible to push myself to keep working, and it was nearly impossible to just sit down and do nothing. I felt like a convict on top of it, and I hated to think how this would impress my teachers.

It's not too hard to get S‑201 ‑ just get caught smoking, or cut your classes, or give your teachers a bad time, or get in a fight (like I did), or skip your detentions ‑ there are a number of ways ‑ but think of the consequences.