I was talking with another teacher today. Her room has windows that open up to one of our courtyards. When the weather gets nice, they open it up during lunch and kids can sit at a few picnic tables, play hacky sack, or whatever during the lunch hour.
So during class, she’s busy teaching and looks out the window. There’s Bobby. He’s supposed to be in her class at that very moment. The other kids look out the window and see him too.
Lesson: If you’re going to skip class, don’t be THAT stupid about it.