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More proof that I was there, and did that. OR, proof I’m a pretty good document forger:

I also started a unique “proud to be drug free” club in an effort to promote the coolness of being, well, drug free, with a minor
amount of success. The kids who signed up had to sign and pledge and they got a real nice certificate and a tiny little silver
police badge.
I spent most of my time at the high school and the rest of the time at the middle school. I’d also visit the elementary schools
and work a lot of traffic patrol around the schools. When there were car accidents near the schools that involved teens I’d take
care of those scenes, since I had developed a kind of ownership for the kids and the area around the schools.

At that time the Poulsbo high school had a special classroom out in a portable building for juvenile delinquents. It was a class
filled with the worst of the worst; their behavioral problems had got them kicked out of regular classrooms and they were all
just one step away from being expelled. A few had even been expelled from other school districts and they only reason why
NKHS wanted them was because for every extra body the district had enrolled they qualified for a bit more federal funding. All
of those kids had extensive prior arrest and conviction records and a good majority of left school and eventually earned their
way into different prisons. I got called to that portable a lot for fights and drugs, or for picking kids up on warrants or new
criminal charges when they committed offenses out in the community.

I got into a few fights with unruly teens as an SRO. One kid had gotten called to the main office because he was too jumpy and
acting like he had ants in his pants. Turned out he had taken too many prescription pills he took from another student. The kid
was really amped up and ignored my requests and then demands to just sit still and stop blathering so much. When he started
to get really defiant I decided to handcuff him but he broke free from me before I could get the first cuff on and I wound up on
top of him on the floor as he flailed and wailed. The principal helped hold down his legs and I got the cuffs on but then realized
that when I first picked him up and spun him around I twisted my ankle badly. It later swelled up considerably and although I
should have taken at least several days off from work I limped in to school the next day because I was worried some random kid
might try to spread a rumor that I got my ass kicked in the main office and that’s why I wasn’t in school any more. So for the
next couple days I limped into the cafeteria before lunch and propped myself up against a wall (and didn’t move at all!) so
everybody could see I was still around and I was able to thwart any potential crazy rumors.

Another time I had to drag a 17 year old kid with a long criminal record out of a classroom after he started arguing with the
teacher and refused to leave and stop disrupting the class. I was able to sneak in to the classroom and rush up to him before he
saw me but at that last second he was able to escape my grasp and the fight was on. After about the third desk and chair got
knocked over the teacher had the whole class run out and left us alone. The fight lasted a long minute and eventually I was able
to get the cuffs on him without getting injured. On the way down the hall towards the exit door he wanted to start fighting again
which gave me a good reason to slam him up against a wall of lockers which made a really extremely satisfying loud crashing