One school year I had a Male kindergarten student who loved to run. So at all times an adult had to be within an arms legth of him. This student was more difficult then most as you never really knew when he was going to go for it.
It just so happened that on this day it was bring your grandparents to lunch day. It was getting close to lunch time and my paraprofessional had a difficult morning with him in which he called her a "damn fire crotch". So I took over and let her go to lunch while I brought our little cherub to the lunch room.
He was doing fine with me walking down the hall to the lunchroom. Then we were stopped by the principal. He asked me some questions and I mistakenly let go of the student's hand. While I was answering questions the student ran into the office.
The principal and I stop talking and ran after the student. He had run into our conference room and scaled onto the top of the CONFERENCE room table. By the time we had gotten to the conference room he had already taken off his shirt and was swinging it around his head doing his best magic mike impression.
I looked out the conference room window in horror to see two 1st grade classrooms were sitting on the ground looking directly at us.
The student threw his shirt at me and screamed as loud as he could "DOn't you touch me!" I yelled back to him "I don't want to" He then proceeded to try and take his pants off. My PRINCIPAL went for the CURTAINS and I went to get the student off the table.
I was able to get to him before he got his pants unbuttoned and as i was helping him off the table he screamed, "Im not done yet!" To which my principal responded, "yes you are".