So. 10th grade English class. We all come in one morning to find a balloon and a perfectly sharpened pencil on each of our desks. No instructions, no explanation, which is strange, because our teacher is meticulousĀ about that sort of thing. A couple of people try to ask her and she says weāll get to it. She takes role and then announces that she needs to go to the copy room and sheāll be back in a couple of minutes
Kinda unorthodox, but no one is complaining because this is advancedĀ English and the teacher usually goes kinda hard. So, yāknow. Brief respite. We all sit and chat; one of the boys teasingly steals a girlās balloon, but gives it back to her easily enough; itās quiet and kind of a nice break. Then the teacher comes back, stops in the doorway, and just stares at us
After a long moment, she says, confused,Ā āYou didnāt pop the balloons.ā
To which one of the guys about two rows over exclaims,Ā āWeāre allowedĀ to pop them?ā and immediately turns around and stabs his friendās balloon with the pencil
There is a vicious revenge balloon-stabbing, and a few more people pop seatmatesā balloons or their own, and the whole time the teacher is just shaking her head.Ā āI canāt believe you didnāt pop your balloons.ā
Apparently we were starting Lord of the FliesĀ that day and she wanted to demonstrate the basic concept of kids turning on each other when there are no authority figures present and it was basically my favorite failed social experiment ever
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