Own up, what mischief did you get into at school?

Haha Jazmine - we also had straw hats in the summer with our lovely yellow tunic with brown ties. Yes, we looked like 'rotten bananas'. We didn't have berets though, we had these dark chocolate brown velvetty bowler type hats, with a then brown blazer, light brown tunic with yellow blouse and dark brown tie. Headmistress would occasionally wander down to the coach stops for the day girls.....but as soon as we got on the bus the hats did become frisbees......if you didn't have your own hat at the end of it then you hadn't played hard enough

 

Honestly Natalie, you couldn't have been as bad as we were. Our school colours were, Brown v-neck jumper with yellow, blue and purple trim, yellow, blue and purple tie, white knee high socks, brown shoes, brown coat. We looked like -well diarrhea to put it bluntly.


Bloody Catholics!

 

lol Claire.

Some schools have some strange colour combinations thats for sure!!

Luckily ours was navy blue with a tie that was navy with yellow and red stripes so not too bad ..... although after the school closed and my son had to go to another town for a catholic school .... his colours are purple and gold .... NICE lol

 

Lovely visions here :hehe:
A whole new thread of pics of us in our school uniforms :yho:

Ours was grey pleated skirts, white shirts, grey v necked jumpers and grey berets. Gym was white PE shirt and navy knickers....

 

Yes, mine was a Catholic Girls School. The Presbyterian Ladies College on the other side of the river (in Perth, W. Aust) had a lovely blue and grey uniform....we did admire theirs alot more than ours! But then, I guess as long as I referred to ours as looking like 'rotten bananas'......maybe yours was worse! lol

 

K cider. gosh, K cider, bacardi and 20:20 were my staples at school!

 

Yes Mz Trouble, 20:20 was a big thing whilst I was at college, along with Sambucca shots. Still quite like that stuff.

I don't have any pictures of me in my school uniform otherwise I would put mine up if only for the comedy value lol-big perm............very big perm.

 

We used to make our own bangers in November.
You could buy the potassium nitrate, sulphur and charcoal in Boots the chemists.
Some we made were lethal.

 

:lollol: funny stories.

hmm let me think....I managed to bunk off a WHOLE YEAR of PE in middle school by going to the library :gnthb:

but my main forte was my ditty writing. It earned me my nickname! I think I was about 10/11, it was middle school anyway and carried on into high school. I made up such gems as this.......

(to the tune of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)
Conrad the home-made condom
Had a very shiny nob
And if you ever sucked him
You would say he tasted like a blob
All of the other condoms
Used to laugh and call him a punk
They used to be really nasty
And squirt him with a lot of their sp*nk!
The one foggy Bonking Eve
Santa came to say
"Conrad with your nob so bright,
Will you guide the King tonight?"
All of the other condoms
Used to laugh and call him a punk
But when they do that now
They get squirted with Royal sp*nk!

not terribly sophisticated, but hilarious to kids! :hehe:

One of my pals in high school got told of for having a copy of this ditty (with ALL the words written in) and she cudnt deny it, cos i'd written her name at the top! :lollol: She was the only one i'd made a copy for you see, that wanted all the words in. She couldnt have told on me, cos I dont remember getting in trouble for it :p

 

It made me chuckle Ros-although I think that one might just be skirting close to getting "modded".

 

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??? i used *'s :hehe:

 

oh bum, i was gonna try that :lollol:

 

I once got into a comedy fight in the dinner hall. I say 'comedy', I'm ashamed to admit it was meant to be serious at the time, but try to picture the scene and you'll see what I mean.

A lad in the year above me deliberately knocked my dinner over. I saw red and stood up to confront him. He threw a cup of water at me so I picked up the metal jug of water that was in the middle of the table, intending to hit him with it. He grabbed it while I was still holding it, and for the next few minutes it was both of us holding this jug above our heads, wrestling to overpower each other but neither of us daring to free our hands by letting go as that would have given the other the advantage. With all the usual grunts and growls we wrestled this way and that, occasionally banging into the one of the dining tables. Several kids who were trying to eat their dinner close to where we were wrestling abandoned their dinners to get out of the way (and to gather round and watch). Several dinners ended up face down on the floor. By this time I'd realised, and I'm sure my opponent had too, that we were deadlocked in stalemate. Neither could let go without giving the other the advantage, so we had no option but to keep wrestling until either one of us collapsed with exhaustion, or someone intervened. After a time, as we stood there squeaking, growling and grunting with strain, one of the dinner ladies (who was an old battle axe and was built like a tank) casually walked over to us and just reached up and snatched the water jug off us, to a chorus of boos from our audience. At this point my adversary and I both realised, with mutual understanding, that there was absolutely no dignity or honour to be salvaged, and any further action would just make us look even more silly, so we both behaved. We went hungry that day, because both our dinners were among those that ended up face down on the floor, and the dinner ladies made the very valid point that we'd been given our meals, and it was us and nobody else that had wasted them.