When I was in 3^rd grade I got kicked out of Field Day again. I had a fight with Eric Muller. My team had clearly won the match, of whatever we were playing. I don’t remember what we were playing, but my team won by one point, but that other team didn’t accept it for some reason. So Muller and me were on the same baseball team at the time, and we would always like fighting on the bench, because baseball wasn’t the most interesting sport. 

So Muller and me got into another one of those fights, but it the fight intensity escalated a bit. I don’t know who hit whom harder, but it ended with me punching Muller in the stomach. He couldn’t breath so the gym teacher, picked him up and sprinted him to the nurse, while I was sent to sit in a classroom all alone. By the time lunch came, everyone knew about it. I got my chocolate milk, and I think some chicken nuggets, but I’m not one hundred percent sure. So I was nervously waiting for the principal to call me down and what not, once Eric got better, and a couple of kids would come up to me and give me advice. Bryan at one point came up to me and said “Per, my nickname at the time, don’t worry about it, he was fighting too, say it was self-defense.” 

So I finally get called down to the office, and the principal asks me and Eric what happened, our stories are similar, and he decides our punishment is to stay in the office for the rest of the day. So, as a kid, I was kicked out of my third Field Day.