Rebel? moi? - Just having a laugh - sir.
Not particularly in the cause of rebellion, but some of my childhood japery:

I once kicked a hole in a 'mobile classroom' (read: Portakabin) wall. In truth, my foot was itchy and I was kicking my heel to make my show scratch it. being the type of school I attended, the small semi-circular indentation/hole I left was kindly expanded by about 1000% when the other kids realised the walls were plasterboard.

The same year, I took in an aerosol can of 'fart spray' for some stinky fun. I sprayed it all over one girl who took great offence. Called in to the head-of-year I was given an ear-bashing and narrowly avoided suspension. He had a box of index cards on his desk with reports of all the 'bad' kids' antics and i still remember the exact words on my card. Apparently in his opinion I had "Attacked a girl with an obnoxious gas". Those words still raise a small chuckle every time I think of them.

In high school my mother gave up trying to make me stop smoking. In the end, she would stop on the way to school so i could buy cigarettes (I would then sell half to return my lunch-money and therefore smoke for free). On one occasion I was caught and sent to the head of year again (I had taken an unscheduled smoke break due to some timetable confusion). This guy sits me down and came on with the threat of phoning my parents. It went something like;
"Does your mother know you smoke?"
"Yes"
"I bet she doesn't condone it?"
*Shrug*
"Where did you get the cigarettes?"
"My mum bought them for me on the way to school".
"Get back to class boy. If I see you in here again you'll be on report... blah blah blah"

I was never much of a computery type at school, but while I was there they were fitted out with their first ever network with internet etc etc and all the gubbins. As in a previous tale, we found that it was easy to 'hack' into other students log-ins and have some silly fun. Finding the network messenger program we spent a while calling eachother various obscenities and speculating on eachothers mothers sexual activities involving dogs, pigs etc. Rather amusing until the door burst open and it was kindly explained that one knob in our group had been hitting 'send to all' or whatever and sending his filthy contributions to the 200-300 PC's on the school network.

That didn't even compare to the day I took a few spliffs in and got toked up on my own at lunchtime, proceeding to spend the least productive afternoon in my school career.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Tue 24 Jul 2007, 15:46, Reply)