VOL. XV, NO. 11
Visiting Deans Won't Brighten Day
By MELINDA VAUGHN
Five unexcused tardies and they zap you with two detentions. Gee, you get the feeling you're right up there with Adolf Hitler and Al Capone. Fifty cursing greasers sit with you in the after school detention hall, but the teacher thinks you are the one who put the obscene name on the sign‑in sheet.
You explain to the teacher with your soprano voice and quivering knees that you would never do anything like that because your ailing mother would kill you. The teacher shakes his head and lets the other so‑called students walk out. He keeps you, the A honor roll student, waiting.
Around 4:10 he lets you leave after he has copied down all the information from your ID. and driver's license so he can "check up" on you.
The next morning you sit for several hours with the same 50 greasers waiting to see the dean. You realize the dean may not believe your story. Finally, after you've missed three major classes and three major tests, the dean cordially invites you in.
You tell him your story as he copies down his weekly grocery list from his wife, who is on the phone. He hands you a pink slip which states that you have two more detentions for the following nights. Somehow, you feel cheated.