Peril-Us Play-Ground Princ-appalled Positions: Potential In, Out-Comes 

Part One: The In's and Out's...the build-up to what's (not) to come. Feel, sound familiar all-ready?

"You're Out, I mean In!" As in a time and place, if We acted out, mis-calculated, other-wise mis-read the room: "Perhaps, mister, if you had read your audience better, this whole act would not go over well...maybe, just maybe, it might bring down the house (built on sand, I might add) in front of your playground pals...whereas here and now..."

Star-Dumb: When your stars are not quite aligned...as in a mirky matrix...the kinds we were introduced to "basic algebra, re-introduced in "stats" -- which actually, finally, came in handy at the doctoral "defense!" level of analysis...of just two variables...such as "Let me see...right time, wrong place...wrong place but timing OK..." After ruling out those "parameters" arriving at my most familiar place when thinking I'm a star on the rise, within the atmosphere of the classroom..."You're completely out of a-line-meant, my friend..." 

"Dread-Full! What We (most likely Me, the party that brought this to my class-room) --the affect that could be arrived at, after my "Teach" (when was the last time you heard a deliverer of class-room curriculum referred to so im-personally...showing my age, stage...) -- only after she had talked to me first on the sly (as in "barely a whisper") and then, still, in a calm but firm voice (the combination of which generally amounts to what we Educational Psychologists in Training was "effective, in-classroom management")...followed shortly, depending on the ambient classroom cacophony, increasing volume and tone..."class...class....children...YOUNG MAN...S-H-U-T UP!!! (See Cheech and Chong, "Sister Elephant" -- 'released' in 1972, a favorite in Our college daze)...

Preceded by, prior conditions (what else?): Well, I told you, begged you, warned you, that "I had to go to the can, man!" (curious way to address a female teacher but I'm just quoting the skit from C&C, two young men on the rise). Followed, out of turn, by... 

Point, of No Return: "You've lost the whole class their play-ground privileges, mister...Recess! now revoked!" This dread-full moment, the one where the whole class is staring at Me, when Ms. "What's-her name" expects Me to break down, show even a morsel of re-morse...my first experience in...

Pause-It-ive Peer Pressure: When trying to turn the whole class against me was not sufficient to get my attention, the only thing left to my teacher or, the one We liked to test even more (the focus of lots of My attention as a University instructor in "Educational Psychology") the "Sub!", after ruling this methodology out that They were taught in "Methods" class in Their so-called "Teacher College" - was to simply ("what a cop-out!"), in the simplest of appeals, the one I had heard even at home, prior to coming to school...

"Straighten up!" This time, not in the context of my room, but to, curiously, "Leave this room and go straight to the principal's office...don't dawdle...no stalling in the stall, not even for gas...don't stop at the lost and found to pretend you are in search of that thing you may have left out on the play-ground, which you should have thought about long before this...and don't even try, once again to fake you are not feeling well in front of who-ever is staffing the so-called clinic which is the updated ill-attempt to replace what used to be called the school nurse...they're all on to you...Go ahead, they're waiting for you..."

"All-righty then!" If I had actually said this out loud I may have risked suspension, more than just a simple detention...but it sure was a nice departure, as in having the last word, at least "in my dreams..."

"On your way, then..." 

"Next!" Dread, upon Arrival. As in parting of my ways, after I reflect on what I saw, on the way (think "Where's Waldo?") -- this could take a while, as in what exactly did she mean by "dawdle"? And after, hearing over and over, in the very same hallway..."Slow down mister!" 😕😖