I am amazed at what happens at the end of some of the lines here at school. I know teachers here at school who are very good teachers, and even good disciplinarians, but sometimes as they walk with their class to somewhere on campus, they forget about the end of their line. I see kids goofing off all the time, playing around, chasing each other, hitting each other, or not even realizing that their line is moving. Stuff they should not be doing. Stuff the teacher doesn’t let the front of the line do. But these kids in back, no one is noticing. No one is caring. Life is good.
Unless you are the teacher coming after them, or waiting for them to pass.