carry it around the halls so they rarely used it. Mission accomplished. Until one day one of the school aides came in and called me out into the hall. A boy had taken it and was twirling it around his arm when it flew off and shattered when it hit the ground. I think I bought it at DI and spray painted it and put my classroom # on it so the kid thought I was going to be mad. I got a good laugh out of it and told him thanks because now no one could leave my classroom since we don't have a pass any more.