“During an English test on 9th grade, the class next to ours was allowed to leave early (they weren’t having test).
Running while knocking on the doors of other classes were kind of a running gag back then. And so they did… One student after the other were making a shit load of noise while running, screaming, laughing and knocking on our door while they passed (about 30 kids passed, imagine the noise).
My teacher was going nuts, and so were we, trying to finish the test. So she started walking in an accelerated pace to the door to stop this.
It happens that she slipped and slammed herself in the floor against a chair that was right next to the door.
We were floored (get it?)! We were trying our hardest not to laugh, until she got up and said:
“Don’t worry about me, I’m ok!”
Being stupid young kids, and her safety was definitely not our main concern, we all burst into laughter, while she was red as a tomato shouting at the kids passing by our classroom..
Oh, did I tell you about that chair?
When she slammed against it, she bent one of the legs in the back of the chair…
A couple days later, while she was waiting we finished copying some stuff from the board, she sat there. It collapsed.
This time she didn’t tell us not to worry about her, she just turned red and continued her class, after getting up, while we laughed.
We were nasty kids back then.”