That is obviously a picture of chickens crossing a road. Sure, the chickens look like smiley faces, but chickens are pretty hard to draw, compared to a road. What you guys are calling a trigger is simply the gate to the chicken coop. How do I know? Look, there is already one chicken in there! How can it be anything but a chicken coop?
Here’s the thing about ZT policies - we used to trust the school to take care of this.
Honors kid / Eagle Scout who brought in his Boy Scout knife to use in the physics lab? No sweat.
Long-haired punk rocker with a switchblade? Suspension.
But then some redneck decided to suspend the black kid, and ignored the white kid. They abused their discretion. Result? No more trusting the school, instead we make the possession of a “knife” an immediate expulsion event.
Obviously a not-so-thinly veiled threat to the Reader. Been nice knowing you…
I find Zero Tolerance a more realistic education than civics class.
This is a gun? It sure looks pornographic to me. Engineer, for your willful double entendre, I’m ordering your suspension from school for ten days!
I’m not an adovcate of running to the courts for every little thing. However, the only way that this crap will stop is for every parent of a child affected by it to file a massive lawsuit against the school district, principal and/or teacher involved.
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Ugh. Show off 
OK, there are clearly a number of things wrong here.
The first problem I see is that apparently the school calendar is amking people leave their air-conditioned homes in August and travel through the Arizona heat to go to school. That’s not going to be good for any sort of clear thought, right there.
So about 3-4 weeks ago, there’s a rumor that a girl brought a gun to school. Officials investigate, and find no gun. Why do they investigate on a rumor? Because schools have been taking shit ever since Virginia Tech for not looking into this sort of thing early. So the school spends a day up in arms over whether there’s a gun, and a letter is sent home, which presumably says, “No fucking around on the gun front. We mean it.”
So what does DipShitBoy, who is apparently brand new to the district, do? Draws a page-sized picture of a gun, and hands it into his science teacher, who barely knows him yet, along with his homework about physical science. What the hell did he think the teacher was going to do?
I can’t take credit. I got it from here.
Actually, this sort of happened already. 5th graders in a graduation ceremony put little plastic army men on their caps, but had to cut off their guns due to the school’s “no guns” policy (link).
Heh. Back in 1991, I was living on an Armed Forces base in Germany. The school planned a “what do mommy and daddy do?” field trip (my answer? teach and sell pizza, but everyone else were army brats) to the base, where we got to try obstacle courses, try field radios, get a ride on an armoured personnel carrier, eat terrible terrible rubber pancakes made by the nice men and women of the 444 (or was it the 4 Service?) and play with guns.
That’s right.
Play with guns.
40+ 10 and 11 year olds, first told to see if we could put this deconstructed weapon back together again (some kids could!), and then go pair up with a soldier and fire rounds at a target some distance away.
This was very very fun. And, in hindsight, very very stupid of the school, the Canadian Armed Forces, and anyone else even remotely connected to the “4th graders play with guns” event.
About 3 years ago I got some new Sharpie markers, all different colours, so I grabbed a notepad and started doodling with them. I think I drew a flower or something like that, which led to a conversation with my SO about what girls and boys are more likely to draw. On a “girl” page we drew flowers and ponies and stars and kittens, and on the “boy” page we drew robots (on fire) and airplanes (on fire) and cars (on fire) and guns (on fire) and aliens (on fire).
I felt compelled to write “boy drawings” and “girl drawings” on them, before tossing them in the trash, just in case someone found them and reported terrorist activity.