ahhhschool was definitely the halcyon days of lying. For me it was 6 years of constant lying. I was in the unmitigating Hell of a Jesuit (uber-Catholic) school in Enfield. But as long as your tie was straight, your shoes shiny and you spoke with a nice, polite accent you could do no wrong. Oh those naive, shallow Jesuits.
I was put in charge of collecting contributions for the 'May Fete', which meant sitting in a storage room at lunchtime waiting for kids to bring in items from their parents for the tombola etc. By the end of the week a dozen bottles of various spirits (and anything else valuable) were safely back at my house. I told the teacher it had 'been a very quiet week'. The May Fete was a wash-out.
I also kept numerous pre-written excuse notes with me at all times - one for every occasion (late, ill, no homework). All that was needed was to fill in the appropriate date when needed.
Another time, after a week off sick with flu, I got out of swimming and PE for six months by replacing my Mum's original sick note with one saying I had a 'torsion of the testicle' (twisted testicle - ouch!) and had to abstain from any exersion. The idiot PE teacher was convinced - after all, who would lie about something like that? I also told my parents the school had scrapped parents-teacher evening and year-in, year-out forged the confirmation form saying they couldn't attend. I also used to say to teachers I couldnt get my parents to sign a detention slip as 'my father would beat me'. I never went to a single detention.
The list goes on.....
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I was put in charge of collecting contributions for the 'May Fete', which meant sitting in a storage room at lunchtime waiting for kids to bring in items from their parents for the tombola etc. By the end of the week a dozen bottles of various spirits (and anything else valuable) were safely back at my house. I told the teacher it had 'been a very quiet week'. The May Fete was a wash-out.
I also kept numerous pre-written excuse notes with me at all times - one for every occasion (late, ill, no homework). All that was needed was to fill in the appropriate date when needed.
Another time, after a week off sick with flu, I got out of swimming and PE for six months by replacing my Mum's original sick note with one saying I had a 'torsion of the testicle' (twisted testicle - ouch!) and had to abstain from any exersion. The idiot PE teacher was convinced - after all, who would lie about something like that? I also told my parents the school had scrapped parents-teacher evening and year-in, year-out forged the confirmation form saying they couldn't attend. I also used to say to teachers I couldnt get my parents to sign a detention slip as 'my father would beat me'. I never went to a single detention.
The list goes on.....