I was a model child, but I saw some stuff. In primary school we had wooden desks with a lid that lifted up and you kept all your stuff inside. People used to set up traps in them so you could see if it had been opened, usually a piece of thread balanced on the edge. My friend Jim went a step further. He balanced a screwdriver on a bent-back ruler, so that if you opened the desk the screwdiver would fly out and brain you. Well that day the headmaster decided to inspect if our desks were tidy. He opened Jim's desk, the screwdriver flew out, missed his head by a hair's breadth and imbedded itself in the ceiling!
I also used to work as a school librarian. There was this weird kid, I thought he was cool. He used to wear make-up and on no uniform days he would wear a skirt. On his last day he stole a toilet. I don't know how he did it, he just tore the thing out with his bare hands and ran out of the gate with it! Also, on prize giving when he went up to collect his GCSE certificates (he came first in the year I think), he pinched the deputy head's backside right there on stage in front of all the staff, guests and kids!
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