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Originally Posted by Jeff Higgins
I actually brought one of my dad's rifles to show'n'tell one day when I was in fourth or fifth grade. When I arrived, the teacher checked to make sure it was unloaded, leaned it up behind his desk, and class went on as always. Show'n'tell time came, I retrieved it, and went on with my spiel. I walked to and from school with it slung over my shoulder. Wasn't a big deal at all. And before anyone thinks this was in rural farm country or something, this was in the Lake Hills area of Bellevue, Washington.
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My Dad has stories of doing the exact same thing. Mind you, he was in a 1-room schoolhouse in rural SW Ontario.
The best part was when the teacher would give it back to him so him and the guys could shoot at targets during recess.