Luna_is_so_cool_like wrote:In science once we were doing something that involved test tubes... (You can see where this is going already, can't you?)
So, I was carrying my rack of 5 tubes from the sink back to my table. I was halfway across the room, when my teacher said "Everyone freeze for a minute" like teachers do. I stopped, then during the teachers instructions, my test tubes somehow managed to all slip out of the rack... ONE BY ONE.So as the teacher was talking, he had to stop to see what the *SMASH!* was when the first one fell. He said to me "How long did you last as a waitress in the pub?" (He makes jokes like this all the time). At this point, most of the class were staring at me. I tried to make a witty comment back (Which was "Trust me, I didn't"). Then the second fell, then the third, then the fourth, then the fifth.
All Mr Lister could do was stare at me, and say "Rarely, rarely, rarely." I spent the next 15 minutes sweeping up all the glass. Thankfully, a couple of weeks later, I moved science group, as I swapped textiles for triple science. But to this day, Mr Lister still gives me evils whenever he sees me in the corridors.
chocolatefudgecake wrote:Luna_is_so_cool_like wrote:In science once we were doing something that involved test tubes... (You can see where this is going already, can't you?)
So, I was carrying my rack of 5 tubes from the sink back to my table. I was halfway across the room, when my teacher said "Everyone freeze for a minute" like teachers do. I stopped, then during the teachers instructions, my test tubes somehow managed to all slip out of the rack... ONE BY ONE.So as the teacher was talking, he had to stop to see what the *SMASH!* was when the first one fell. He said to me "How long did you last as a waitress in the pub?" (He makes jokes like this all the time). At this point, most of the class were staring at me. I tried to make a witty comment back (Which was "Trust me, I didn't"). Then the second fell, then the third, then the fourth, then the fifth.
All Mr Lister could do was stare at me, and say "Rarely, rarely, rarely." I spent the next 15 minutes sweeping up all the glass. Thankfully, a couple of weeks later, I moved science group, as I swapped textiles for triple science. But to this day, Mr Lister still gives me evils whenever he sees me in the corridors.
I'm sure I've said this before, but I once smashed an entire tray full of glass beakers in a science lesson.
nataliekirkland wrote:A few times in Science lessons in school I was supposed to be pouring water into a container, and the people working with me told me to stop as it was full, and i kept on pouring.Needless to say, the floor was very wet afterwardsLets say they don't trust me to do it anymore, and I'm pretty much useless at experiments.
kitty123 wrote:compleatly misjudging where the table is and putting a cup down on the table and then watching the glass smash on the floor.![]()
also misjudging where your own mouth is and getting more over your top than your mouth
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