This is a memory that i remember from when i was very young in school about the age of 5.
when i was 5 ( ish ) i remember sitting at a desk with a plain piece of paper some colours and a pair of scissors.. worked out where this is going yet?
No?
Well i remember getting bored of listening to my teacher ( short attention span ) and i slipped under my desk and CUT... half my hair off....
so not only did i cut half my hair off.. My teacher found me.. picked up my hair and then walked me... around the whole school my hand in hers and my hair in her other hand.
all the children laughing at me, some of the people there still remember what happened.
Apparently the teacher still remembers it too.. and still talks about it
pyromethious:
Pen exploded in class (I write hard) and the teacher made me clean it up. :/