Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for April 17, 2015

That’s the price one pays for being honest.

I would think that the principal must be getting a little tired of Wormwood all the time sending him her problem.

Things grown-ups say but they don’t mean 101.

This might be the best one of the week.

@Easy RiderThanks for your help in locating the strip that was originally posted by mistake yesterday. I tried to leave my thanks in yesterday’s comments, as a reply to your message, but the system would not accept it for some reason.

Ms. Wormwood looks like my first grade teacher, Mrs. Clemons. Those were the days. Wasn’t allowed to chew gum though. Got my first “licks” from her also. Hurt like a B. I think I cried. Ahhhh yes, those were the days.

my friend,

We’d thought they’d never end,

We’d sing and dance for-ever and a day,We’d live the life we choose,We’d fight and never lose,For we were young and sure to have our way.Lalala lah lala, lalala lah lala

Every time I see this particular strip it reminds me of the time in seventh grade when my best friend and I tortured the guy between us by passing the same (well chewed) wad of gum back and forth and taking turns chewing it. I know. EW!

My first grade teacher was very mild mannered and easy going. My second grade teacher wasn’t—tied me to my desk the first time I got up and started to walk around the room. She turned out to be one of my best adult friends throughout my childhood ! ! ! !

Calvin should probably start his day with going to the principal’s office. He’ll eventually end up there anyway.

Good old ABC gum. After been chewed.

Eewwww….

My first grade teacher was Miss Keeth. I know you shouldn’t say bad things about the dead. She’s dead. Good.

Poor Calvin.

in the real world, sending a miscreant to the office for anything short of physical attack risks a blot on the TEACHER’S record. Obviously this creature that was pounding on another student (or the teacher) was the result of “poor classroom management skills” on the part of the teacher.

About a hundred years ago, in fifth grade, I had a cool teacher. Probably my first teacher-crush. She caught a couple of guys chewing gum. Didn’t get upset. Went into her purse and pulled out a dollar. Gave it to them and sent them to the gas station across the street to buy all of the gum they could for a buck. Pack of gum was probably a nickel. But this wasn’t gum for sharing. Those two had to stand in front of the class and chew all of the gum they’d bought. We all had a good laugh, including the teacher and the “poor victims”.

I miss grade school…

Ewww, Gross!

Calvin is right! It was her idea

Chewed up gum looks like a mini brain to me.

xxx

Calvin had “enough to share with everybody” before he started chewing it. ‘Wads’ happening here?

Truer ‘wads’ were never spoken.

A ‘wad’ to the wise is sufficient, but Calvin gummed up the works with his impertinent response.

‘Wads’ the use of Calvin’s trying to pass the buck?

Cal’s got a point, plus he’s being honest.

Ha ha… I thought about OPBs!.Other People’s Brands. Oh wait; that was cigarettes…

He’s right - It definately was HER idea.

I wish I had said this when Sister Mary Margeret asked me the same stupid question in third grade.

I have seen this comic strip before but I don’t know how……it happened last week too with suzy being locked in the closet

Sometimes the teacher can be a pain with her sarcastic remarks.