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John was not a girl. He didn’t even think he was in any way girly. What he did like, was to wear skirts. There is really nothing inherently girly in wearing skirts. Just look around the world, present and past, and you find many cultures where men and boys wear skirts (if often by another name).
In the middle of his freshman year John had to change high schools since his mother had got a great new job in another town. His father worked from home so that was no problem. The new school had a good reputation academically but it was more famous for its football team. Before starting his new school his parents had taken him to one of their games. The Bulldogs annihilated the opposing team. The atmosphere on the stands was amazing. So were the cheerleaders in their short skirts. From the other people on the stands John learned that the school and town did everything to support the football team.
When John started school he was surprised to see that many boys wore skirts. So on the third day he came to school in his favorite skirt. To be honest he looked very good in it. Still, his new friend Stan told him he had made a big mistake. Boys weren’t allowed to wear skirts in school. It was strictly forbidden.
“But look at that guy over there. He’s wearing a skirt, a very short one.”
“He’s on the varsity football team. Football players can do whatever they like in this school.”
“But the boy over there can’t be a football player. He hasn’t got the build for it and he’s wearing a skirt.”
“He’s a cheerleader. All cheerleaders are obligated to wear skirts to school.”
“But I was at the last game and I didn’t see any boy cheerleaders.”
“You did. You just didn’t see past the uniform they all wear at games. In this school no talent is wasted when it comes to supporting the football team. By the way, you have nice legs. Perhaps you should try out for the squad. They have an extra tryout today.”
“No way! I’m a boy! So what if I like to wear skirts. And that short skinny kid over there, he can’t be a cheerleader. No way!”
“Oh, Pete. He’s the girlyfriend to the varsity QB. I told you, when it comes to the football team the usual rules don’t apply. But if you aren’t in any way supporting the football team the vice principal will come down as ton of bricks on you for breaking the dress code.”
At that moment John noticed the said vice principal bearing down on them with a grim face. Then he noticed Miss Jones, the cheerleading coach, coming from another direction with a predatory smile. However, the most scaring was perhaps the one coming from a third direction. The massive varsity nose tackle had an infatuated look on his face.
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All into the valley of death
Well, not that. Peril, though. Definitely peril, coming from both sides, and straight ahead. “Canons to the left of them, canons to the right of them, canons in front of them volleyed and thundered!”
— Emma
Beware of the clergy!
Beware of the clergy!
Canon is another word in the wonderful English language that has so many meanings.
For the want of an “N”
As I wrote it, one might equally expect to see Shakespeare, Homer, and Aristotle lobbing verbal grenades at your poor MC, since they are titans of the Western Canon.
Oops.
— Emma
Shakespeare couldn't spell his own name
Or rather he spelt it differently on different documents. Spelling was not as formalised at that time.
As for the missing n it did lead me to the clergy but I had no intention of making an issue of the spelling. I've seen cannon spelt canon too often for that. However, the English language abound with ambiguous words, to my great delight. Did Danny Kaye sing about ships and pig leg bones?
But remember that the chalice from the palace has the Bru that is true!
Of course the trio you mention could be used against the poor MC.
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
Canons and cannons…
I grew up in a church dominated school system, where we were regularly visited by the Canon, a local clergyman of some indeterminate rank higher than mere priest…
Our schoolmaster was teaching us a poem with the lines with cannon balls they breached the walls.
Why did we always recite those lines as with the Canon’s balls, they breached the walls?
Unfortunately I cannot find the poem now…
I suppose the Canon was a great gun
Sorry, I couldn't resist
Special rules
LOL this is a great one Bru. Very funny situation and setup.
>>> Kay
What's worse
is that the general situation in this school isn't that implausible.
YAYYY!!
Another Bru School Dress Code story. Thanks for another fun one, Bru. Quick John, get to Miss Jones before the nose tackle gets you.
Janice
The two aren't mutually exclusive
Perhaps it's best to go with the vice principal after all. That would be a once-off. Alternative 2 and 3 are longer committments.
For some reason school dress-code stories are always popular.