matt, you're a big kid, just shove him into a locker and take your 5 bucks
I'm just kidding of course.
There was only one time when a teacher *almost* called my mom. I was in gym class and we were playing volleyball. well, I thought it was fun to serve the ball as hard as I could into the hanging scoreboard they used for basketball games. I did that three times, then my teacher told me if I did it again I would have to sit out and lose credit for the day. well, me being the moron that I am, I did it one last time while she was walking away from me. I had to sit down and when I was sitting there I see the head gym teacher, mr magnetta, walking over to me. nobody really gets along with him because he's such a self righteous jerkoff. He asked me why I hit the scoreboard and I told him the truth, I thought it was a lot of fun. Then he asked me what my mom would think if she got a call from him explaining the situation. I told him the truth again, she'd be very upset that you wasted her time telling her something as stupid as that. He went over and talked with my gym teacher. within a minute or two, i was back playing volleyball and I didnt lose any points.
Now everyone might be wondering why the teacher didnt want to call my mom. well, when my sister was in high school, she was a much bigger trouble maker than I was (I just never got caught as much as she did
). The gym teacher kinda knew who my mom was and didnt want to talk to her because every time my sister got in trouble, my mom would somehow find a way that the school was at fault and made the teachers look like asses....good times. 8)