I never had to write stuff on the chalkboard as punishment during school. Then again, the thought of detention scared the shit out of me. I remember intensive crying in elementary school when I was given detention for throwing snowballs while working as a bus monitor (yes, I was a geeky kiss-up in my scholastic years). There were two injustices: first, I don't think any of us threw snowballs that morning; and second, they gave us the option of a week of detention or a month of not being bus monitors. I chose detention for us since it was shorter. Looking back, I should definitely have taken vacation over detention. I can't believe I volunteered to work for free. What was I thinking?
For the record, injustice tastes worse than detention.