What's the Naughtiest thing you did as a child at school?

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At school aged 7 I pushed the class bully into the school pond, and legged it into the PE shed, pretended to tidy the hula hoops away, and got away with it!
In my teens I became good friends with her, and eventually confessed, she thought it was hillarious.
This is DS1s 2nd week at school, and Im dreading what he's going to get up to !

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Friend and I wrote all over school who we fancied...regularly.

Used to have ouija (sp?) board sessions in the changing rooms when after school badminton was going on. It involved booze out of out parents booze cupboards too.

When I got an unjustified telling off from a temporary and horrid teacher I was shocked as it was so unjustified. When I complained she tapped me on the back of the shoulder and moaned that I was to stop being cheeky. I was shocked again (only about 7). I ran out of the classroom all the way home and told my mum she'd hit me on the back . My mum dragged me back to school spitting flames and demanded an instant talk with the headteacher. I had to lift my shirt to check for damage. The teacher was dragged in for an emergency meeting with the head. She left after that. My god I'm so ashamed!!! I hope I feel better for confessing.........words of encouragement please.....

Megglevache thats a lovely thing actually.

Oh yeah and once we were larking about so much in science (age about 12) I ended up falling/getting pushed into a desk and splitting my head open. Blood everywhere. Trip to A&E. I, of course, said everyone else had been pissing around and had pushed in to me.

I sloped off on a school trip to London, went to Carnaby st, went to the pub, got hammered and copped off with a young mod in the pub . turned up at theatre nursing terrible hangover, slept through starlight express and noone knew i had even gone!

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Aged about 14 I took a bottle of cider into school to give to my friend as a birthday present (sure her mum would have been delighted). Anyway, she wasn't at school, so I drank it in the lunch hour. My friends had to help me get through the afternoon lessons without being outed as being off my face.

Still can't believe I got away with it, especially as I met the headmistress (v v scary lady) in the corridor, and she took me to task for wearing the wrong coloured shoes (brown, not black, shock horror). She was so busy being annoyed about the shoes she didn't notice me swaying around .

This was in a very straight laced private girls' school, and people just didn't do things like that then.

Brilliant stories!!
I love cods organ one !!

I remember when dh and I were 15 on a school trip,we filled a 2 litre coke bottle a third with vodka and the rest coke.We were ratted when we arrived, and it was to go ice skating !

Also a year later on a german exchange,we snuck off and went back to the house of DHs exchange family.
We thought the house was empty, but the mother heard us "in the bathroom" and told the school!!!
The shame of having to go back to school with our parents, and having the headmistress recollect the words the mother used!!
We assured our parents the translation had got muddled up from german to english...... haha

Oh we did the Ouija too, I wasn't too keen but it got banned after some kids NOT ME went too far and tried to contact a teachers dead child, in class with the teacher, two weeks after her death (Teacher had a nervous breakdown - wasn't involved in thgat though)

Was regularly given expulsion warnings for shite like not having the right book bag, because I answered abck too much. love a word with them now actually.....

We used to leave school to go to the local pub

only it was teachers local too

but as we went to CofE school where many parents thought alcohol was evil, we asked them how those parents would feel knowing that there child's teacher was going to pub at lunchtime.

Never got into trouble for that

When I was v.little I inhereted my uncles furniture from when he was a boy (during the war) very nice, very expensive cherry wood set - (my uncle is about 35 years older than me). However he has scored a swastika on the headboard (because it was during the war) So when I got my first pair of kiddy scissors I copied the swastika design - not knowing what is was all over the rest of the suite! Not to mention cutting slits in all the hems of my mums heavy velvet curtains!

As an older child - at secondary school my friend and I loved Jon Cryer - Pretty in Pink, and scrawled 'up the Duck' all over the school, toilets, tables, radiators you name it. When going back to admire our handy work a teacher caught up with us, we thought we were in for it but she said - Oh no girls you can't use those toilets they've been vandaised - tee hee - hope no one recognises this, it was over 15 years ago now!

Love these confessions ?
When I was about 9 my friend and I hid her signet ring outside and then reported it lost. We got permission to skip a boring sewing lesson to search for it. I was even given 10p reward for finding it!

I wrote a poem about Dave Hill in Slade during an RE lesson, and was caught passing it to my friend. School run by nuns who were thoroughly shocked, mum called in, I was nearly expelled. It wasn't even a good poem - I could usually come up with much better ones. But those nuns have filthy minds; at the time I honestly didn't know what the fuss was about; I do now. Here it is:

When Dave Hill puts his leg
Up on his guitar
I go down on my knees and beg
Him not to stretch too far.

For some unknown reason I used to hide under those octagonal tables you had at primary school and refuse to come out. If any of the boys on that particular table annoyed me I punched them in the bollocks. Teachers couldn't get me out and had to call my parents down to the school. I got smacked in front of the whole class.

The boys would never let me play football with them at break times so I nicked their football and threw it on top of the science block building.

Very tame by some standards!

Just remembered typing classes: we were supposed to type meaningless groups of letters, I used ot ype rude poems about my typing teacher and hand that in instead.... got kicked out of class, you wouldn't guess by my typing now LOL!

My sister got hold of a copy of Fiesta porn magazine, copied a story out putting her and this sweet lad up the road who came from a really awful family (sister was a childminder got paid in heroine, boy was eventually removed after Dad tried to strangle hi- that level of bad). Anyway, she put herself and S in the main roles and shoved it thgrough his letter box, dad found it, went up the school, yelled at my Mum (who probably threatened him knowing her, she was sick of having to bath the kids / repair their undies every time they came to beg 50p for the leccy). Then he went and smacked the class teacher

Batters, er no, I can't. Just put it this way, I and a (ahem) friend made the goings on on the Hogwarts Express look kinda tame.

i was a bit of a rebel, done lots of silly things like swing from the toilet block jumping from the cistern (got sent home with a letter for that one) Once was at the drinking fountain and the janitor was telling me to hurry along, i had mouthful of water and my friend made me laugh, it went all over the janitors boots (headmaster punishment for that one). Boys used to pick on me calling me buck teeth (which i did have) so had enough one day and landed one on a horrible boy in the dinner hall, got sent home for 3 days! oh the list goes on.........

Frogs? What sort of weird stuff do you get up to, for heaven's sake?

At high school we used to do needlework lessons in the craft and design block. The block was on two floors and our needlework classrom was on the upstairs floor. Along the classroom was a massive row of windows with a great long window ledge containing teapots and cups, plants, a kettle, some corn dolly ornaments and many other wonderful items. One hot day in the summer all the windows were open and we got a bit bored and started throwing cotton spools out of the window. Some of the other girls who were particularly naughty got a little carried away and it gradually escalated and eventually the plants started disappearing along with the teapot, cups and kettle. What we did not realise at the time was that the headmaster was directly underneath us in the woodwork class stood at the window at ground level watching all these foreign bodies flying through the air and landing on the grass below!! God did we get into trouble. Although I hardly did anything none of us would tell on the girls who hurled the big items out so we all had to suffer. Needless to say when I got my O level results I got U for ungraded in needlework, along with 99% of that particular class!! One girl got a really good grade, she'd made lampshades, cushions and all sorts of things but I'm afraid my bald headed rag doll and a knitted cushion cover that I got my poor old Gran to knit for me did not impress anyone.

I cut off a girl's pigtail with craft scissors in primary 1. It was irritating me. She deserved it.

Aged 5, I offered to drop a signed photo of Sooty and Sweep off at someone's house who'd left it at school on my way home. I panicked whilst I was waiting for my older sister and ripped it up into little pieces and threw it in the drain I thought she would tell me off for taking us out of our way on the way home. Went back after the Easter hols and was set upon by the girl's big sister and I lied and made up a door number that I'd dropped it off at. Still have vivid memories of confessing all to my mum who sorted it out.

Aged 6, hid someone's school bag and then volunteered to go and help look for it. Got back to class and was ridiculed in front of every one by the teacher as someone told teacher what I'd done.

At secondary school, bunked off several times and got caught once and promised to be a prefect - got found out and detention

Lots more silly stuff but nothing serious....