Here is a story. When I was in the 5th grade we ( us kids ) more or took over our PE class everyday for months. Each week it was one old flabby guy after another who couldn't control us. To make matters worse there were no windows at the whole school. We used to call it the bunker. All of the teachers had strange keys that they would stick in the wall to turn the lights off or on. We quickly learned that a comb could do it as well. On one occasion another PE sub ( he must have been about 70 ) was trying to contain us when the lights went out. Suddenly everybody was screaming or making ghost noises.

I could also hear the sub yelling for everybody to get off of him. The lights came back on and about 8 kids were on top of the sub in a dog pile. Everybody got off and he split with a " F-U " kind of look. The following Monday we all laughed it up on our way to PE. As we walked in a Drill Sergeant with a flat top was standing with his hands behind his back. We all started looking around talking, cracking jokes when out of the blue this PE teacher said " SHUT UP YOU LAZY MAGGOTS OR I'LL RIP YOUR HEADS OFF! ".

I didn't hear a peep out of anybody and the next hour was a nightmare of running, jumping jacks, being called stupid or idiots but mostly MAGGOTS! This guy screamed and nobody talked back. Then we found out he was our new PE teacher for the whole year! CRAP! As time went by we got in shape learned " Yes Sir, No Sir ". We also became a feared Football team. He was 6' 2" and pure muscle. Just goes to show what can happen when a real Drill Sergeant takes charge.