I've had goofy ass luck with schools it seems. I've been nearly run down by cars a dozen times at this university. There's an anthrax threat from 2007, an armed gunman was chased by police onto campus a couple years ago, there was a scare with someone walking around with a shotgun near the campus, and last night someone was attacked with a knife, it happened so late that it's not even in the news yet so nobody knows if the guy is alive.

Still, my high school had bomb threats about once a year, squirrels setting off sprinkler alarms, and apparently last year, before school opened, a couple of teenagers managed to get inside and decorated with paint-filled squirt guns all over the damn place. And I tempt luck here at school by donating blood and being woozy for part of the day. Anyone else have some weird ass dangers with their schools, local/old/attending?

It wasn't really a danger but when I was still going to high school, apparently some seniors decided to call in a bomb threat as their senior prank. As a result of this, the whole school was evacuated to the stadium and we stayed there for most of the day because it took a while to crack down on the situation apparently. It was dubbed the long fire drill because at first that was what we thought it was at the time since that is pretty much the only reason we ever had to evacuate in the past.

Yeah. Sometimes the wi-fi cuts out. Then the riot police comes in and... eh, no, everybody just mutters for a few minutes until the service is back. It's hell.

Nope, I graduated HS in 91, so it was just fist fights for us. We had one knife fight. Maybe a few pulled fire alarms, and one or two fake bomb threats.

In my junior high school there were some people that would use fireworks inside the school corridor and once one of them flew a few centimeters away from where and my friends was standing. I also heard stories about some fights. Once there was a fight between two guys and one of them had a gang of friends so a day or so later when I stood at my locker and was going to take out my books these criminal looking guys came to the part of my school where they didn't go and was looking for the guy they wanted to beat up, it was like electricity in the air. Luckily the guy they were looking for had hid himself and there was a strong teacher ready to do something in case a fight would break out. The problem is that I had a feeling that these fellas knew what they were doing, organized as hell so even if the teacher had been there they would likely had just drawn a weapon or two.

In my senior high shool there were some talk from the teachers that some of the pupils that had received their driver's license had apparently tried to run over some teachers or was perhaps only careless. Nevertheless, it was really weird and I chuckled a bit because the teacher that said it I really didn't like and the way that teacher was talking it was like a war had began and didn't like the idea that the students didn't pay attention to her overreaction.

If I ever get rich I'll likely hire private security contractors to the school my children are attending as I don't trust for a second that the headmaster or teachers will take the necessary precaution against unfortunate situatons like these. I still find it amazing and sad at the same time that bullying still happens and that it now has evolved to the digital platforms such as social media.

I remember one day in high school some pupils threw a whole classroom worth of furniture out the third story window to protest something or other. We got new desks and chairs courtesy of their parents.

Then there was the time when a classmate just up and vanished, completely no signs of him. Turned up in a neighboring country at a "friend's" house. Two days later and with significant media exposure that is.

One day a group of wise guys trying to pose as wannabe gangsters came into class when there was no teacher and physically intimidated a few of the students. Then came the principal and just literally kicked them out of school. Now that guy was intimidating.

Some time later the principal just randomly came into the classroom to talk to the teacher and saw a guy sleeping behind the desk. He pushed the chair out from under him. The pupil started to curse and stopped mid sentence when he saw his feet.

Every year some idiot cut off a chunk or the better part of a finger on the woodworking machines. One time a part of a finger was found a good week after the incident.

And another day, when I was attending the corridors, a teacher was off the meds and started to shout and jump on the desks because the stress got to him. He was calmed and escorted out by the principal. I was sweating buckets.

And the protestors protesting the fact that we still occupied the school when the minister of education promised them that our school building will be made part of a bigger complex of a neighboring faculty. Needless to say, our group of principals said "no thanks, we're good here if it's all the same to you".

I have only two experiences I can think of that are notable.

The first: Some idiot robs a place down the street from school with a pellet gun. Instead of having a getaway vehicle they dash down the street towards school. The whole place was in lock down for maybe two hours. Apparently the guy got caught near the school's library. The lock down occurred after I had eaten lunch and went to the computer lab. I used to head there a lot as the computers were all set up with Counter Strike. So yeah. I ended up playing CS 1.6 for a few hours with friends while all this was happening.

The second: A classmate last semester had a total freak out. Eventually, security was called to escort this person out of the classroom. By that time, 30% of the class had been taken up by this situation and we were excused for the day. Never have I had an experience like that. The person was sitting right in front of me. I'm just glad they weren't violent.

He may have scared away those gangsters but what a fcking egotistical fascist. If a teacher or a principal did that to me I would go ballistic. You don't disturb someone who's sleeping like that, it's a code. If he was snoaring loudly they could have just pushed him gently to wake him up and ask him to leave the classroom. This reminds me when I was in first grade one of my closest friends had a misfit and began to throw chairs all over the classroom. It wasn't during a lessong but he walked into there and was angry with something, a teacher or another pupil. He may have scared some teachers even as he was (and is) very strong, even at that age.

I've been lifted off the ground by my throat a couple of times during my high school equivalent years. The first time it happened because I laughed at brute of a yokel as he tumbled down some stairs. He grabbed me by the throat with one hand as he stood up and held me off the ground for about a second. My apologies, good sir, I shouldn't have laughed like moron at your misfortune.

The second time I just lucked out. I was alone at my locker to pick up some books before class when a couple of good-for-nothing seniors picked a fight with me by throwing a backpack next to me (they probably aimed at me but missed the fast throw). I was cornered in a horse shoe arrangement of lockers and thought the only way out was to psych them back and show them I wasn't scared. I looked over my shoulder and hissed "Quit it!" and turned my back to them to search the locker. It didn't work. Instead I heard footsteps running at me from behind. As I turned around I was immediately struck by a clutching hand and a wrist pinning my throat against the lockers with my feet off the ground. I was choking out with a stupid grin all over my face as I tightened my neck to stay awake. He was verbally abusing me though I don't remember a word he said, I was kind of focused on keeping my neck tight and looking for foothold.

Eventually he dropped me and I did my best to look unphased. I collected my books while the friend of the guy who attacked me was trying to psych me out by saying "The dude is a total psycho, I saw him murder someone yesterday. No joke!". I didn't pay him any attention, I just walked out on them as proudly as possible. Strangely enough, I didn't find the ordeal traumatising. I didn't think I was actually going to die, nor did I think they were actually trying to kill me. I understood this even as it was happening. Instead I only felt angry and ANNOYED with their violent stupidity. It would take years for me to get revenge, but it was one of the best kinds: I saw my attacker and he recognised me. The shame in his eyes was telling. I win, you wannabe thug loser! You tried to put me down but I refuse to be bossed around and abused.

I survived those years by doing my own thing, usually by befriending other outsiders and never acknowledging or submitting to the popularity contests and the violence. The blood was flowing almost daily on our floors and on the weekends the alcohol flowed. I didn't participate in either.. I was not cool enough to be one of the cool kids, but not dorky enough not to go by unnoticed and untouched. I was with everyone and no one at the same time. As a precaution I plotted my routes through the school to avoid ambushes and hecklers though, which may have helped when so many others were hurt.

Boring school. 1 or two incidents, some vandalism, nothing big. But I'm actually grateful for that :)

My junior high and high schools were adjacent to a huge, aging psychiatric center. The grounds and towering buildings looked like something out of a horror film. The teachers used to tell stories of escapees sitting down to attend classes dressed in gowns until police removed them. I was on the cross country team and occasionally we'd get yelled at by the coach or school officials for running through the grounds (it was a useful short cut to the beach) on the basis that it was dangerous. Anyway, my teachers were full of shit, the 40 buildings were almost uninhabited, and the only 'crazy people' I ever met were very friendly and apparently harmless. The only serious risk during my school years was road accidents caused by idiots or drunks. I recently revisited the area and phoning and texting while driving have made the problem many times worse.

I know how it sounds like he was a crazy forceful autocrat, but he was actually really an OK guy, and you could totally have a friendly conversation with him any time of the day. But he was really protective of the school's image, for whatever reason, and felt as a personal insult if you did anything to disrespect it or the people inside so brazenly. Then he went full Spartan on you.

Now that I think about it, if you ever watched Slayers, he was basically a bit more intelligent Prince Phil.

At junior high (we call it "yläaste"), the guy behind me kept bugging and kicking me during the class, I don't quite recall why. I eventually became so annoyed that without much thinking, I turned and stabbed his leg with my pencil.

Anyway, it went only like less than a 1 cm deep or so, so no big harm done. It could have been much worse if I had used more force or his leg had been positioned differently. Just a small pin prick (it was one of those propelling pencils ("lyijytäytekynä") with a sharp tip), but he did yelp quite loud, so apparently it did cause quite a bit of pain. The teacher didn't seem to care, so the class continued normally, except that he stopped bugging me and some were laughing a bit near us.

I wish I'd remember why he was bugging me, because he was actually one of my best friends at school. Maybe he was mad at me about something, or just bored during the class.

Back then we didn't yet have any school shootings or such here, like we do nowadays. So it was quite peaceful.

Some moron scrawled a bomb threat on the bathroom wall of my high school very shortly after Columbine; the school was evacuated and the students all sent home. Of course it was ridiculous, but I suppose in a situation like that, administrators have to consider worst-case scenarios. The school offered a cash reward for information leading to the perpetrator being caught, some of her "friends" turned her in, and I don't know what happened after that.

I would hardly call it a weekly occurance yet..

But true enough, all the crazy stuff that happens someone around the globe is bound to happen sooner or later even in the once innocently peaceful Finland. I blame the fact that news and video coverage of them is like 10^1000000000 more common these days than "back then".