Cold Case: Ungloved

Hey Mom!

 So this is going to be a weird(er than usual) one, I'm just going to jump right in. I had this weird memory from my childhood sneak up on me the other day:

 In the third grade, this kid wore a black magic glove all day (now you are probably imagining a sequined magician's glove, I'm talking about those 99 cent gloves that we all wore under our mittens when we went tobogganing). 

Behold! The magic glove!


The teacher was all "Dude, what's with the glove?" and apparently he had burned his hand and so his Mom put a bandaid on it, covered it with the glove and told him not to take it off for ANY REASON. The teacher is all "Ok that's weird but good luck that." and carries on with her day.

 But then we get to gym class and this kid has a full on yelling match with the gym teacher re: the magic glove. The gym teacher tells him the glove is unnecessary, he says he is not allowed to take the glove off for ANY REASON.  Eventually, the gym teacher makes him sit out because the glove is "inappropriate gym attire"

 Now, I have some questions about this:
  1. What kind of day was the gym teacher having that an 8 year-old wanting to wear a glove on one hand was the final straw? I've sincerely tried to imagine why this is such a big deal but I can't figure out a single reasonable scenario. I am 99% sure we were playing kick ball, my dudes. Kick. Ball.
  2. Was this kid lying? I can only assume the gym teacher thought he was lying, right? But why? Why would he craft an elaborate tale about a burn just to wear a single glove?  
  3. What was the Mom's response? Honestly, if this had happened to me and I was yelled at by an adult, it would've completely unravelled me. I would've cried myself into dehydration and then would've been too embarrassed to return to school. Ever.  I want to know if the Mom ever even found out and what she did.  
Now I can't remember this kid's name, we were never friends. This school is one of 6 elementary schools I attended. Yes, 6. My only guess is that this whole glove thing makes no sense and so every ten years or so my brain tries to reopen this cold case and figure out some logical reason for the turn of events that day. But ***looks off in the distance and takes off sunglasses*** we'll never know what truly happened that day.

That is all.

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