I'm not sure if you know this or not, but strange, disturbing things happen on my bus. If I explained here, I'm sure I'd be breaking some social laws, but it's weird.
The part I hate most, however, is when the 6th graders "fight back." Not in a revolt sort of way, but they actually try to intervene in some of the activities the 8th graders participate in, like cussing each other out. All they end up doing is messing with the wrong people, who are just too... old, I suppose, to even mess with them.
Today was one of those days. I was listing to my iPod, when I saw everyone laughing. I stopped the music and listened to hear that these kids had somehow, with the permission of the bus driver, got a hold of the intercom so they could talk to the whole us... Specifically the 8th graders. Here is a short summary of what I heard. [Names replaced for personal reasons]
*laugh laugh*
"And Mitch, pull your pants up!"
"I don't give a **** about what the **** you say! I don't care if my ****** is hanging out!"
"Sara's eating my granola bar..."
*feed back*
*everyone overreacts and quickly puts their hands over their ears*
*purposefully creates feedback*
Then the bus driver took the intercom away from them. While I'm sure the 8th graders deserved it, the 6th graders shouldn't have bothered, since the 8th graders didn't seem to care anyway.