VOL. XXII, NO. 7
FEBRUARY 27, 1981

Student Tells Interesting Detention Theory
BY CHRISTINE MIZZI

Most every student experiences detention hail during the four year stay at Maine West.

Detention hail is a fun place you go to when you must serve for teachers, deans, hall monitors, and just about everything else under the sun.

At 7:28 a.m. (or after school, whatever you desire) you quietly walk into A-222 and take a seat. Remember, though, only every other seat may be occupied by a student.

You are then passed a little white slip that says to print your name, time you're serving, who assigned you the detention and stuff like that. It's quite simple, yet people still manage to mess up.

Print your name and who assigned the detention. If you don't have a writing instrument, you may come up to the desk. There is to be no communicating or any other type of gesture with your neighbor or you shall be asked to leave and credit for serving will not be given. Sound familiar?
 If you're the type of person who just loves to serve or has no choice, you soon find out who the regulars are. They come in every morning, sitting in the same seat, with the same look of boredom and displeasure on their faces, doing the same thing - nothing.

Sometimes the 20 minutes go by really fast. But, then there are times... when detention hail... goes by... slowwwly. The clock just seems to completely stop; in fact, time halts. It seems like there is no other life living outside of A-222. It's all in that room with various students and one sulking, bored teacher.

But, detention hail isn't all that bad. You really can learn a lot - like how many cracks there are in the walls. Also, how many holes are in all those ceiling tiles. How many times the person near you erased a mistake on his English paper. It really can be a learning experience.

Wouldn't it be great if you could be the one giving out the detentions? Instead of giving them to students, teachers, hail monitors, deans, and just about everything under the sun could be serving and enjoying it the way you do. Can you imagine Mr. Jurinek getting kicked out of detention hail for talking?