…back when I was a kid I steadfastly refused to wear my shirt tucked into my pants of my school uniform… I always had it ‘hanging loose’ on the outside of my pants… I was always in trouble with my mum and dad for it… my mum always called me a ‘scruff’ lol!… I was always in trouble at school for it… (it was against their ‘dress codes’ apparently)… no matter how many punishments they gave me like ‘detention’ etc I wouldn’t tuck my shirt in… eventually I convinced a Doctor that I had a sort of Phobia about feeling ‘suffocated’ having it tucked in so she actually wrote a letter more or less ‘excusing’ me from having to tuck my shirt in which I had the greatest pleasure in handing it into my school lol!…
…the whole thing started when I first came to Australia at the age of 14 (I turned 14 just 4 days after coming to Australia)… and on the first day of school I had my shirt of my uniform hanging loose and a Teacher quite obnoxiously told me to tuck my shirt in while I was surrounded by my new classmates… well… me being directly from an East London slum apartments building (which was a really rough area) I was quite the rebel and to be honest… quite a little shit of a kid with a big chip on my shoulder against authority… anyway… when that Teacher told me to tuck it in I just said “no way!”… so after a clash of wills he sent me to the Headmaster for him to sort it out… (I was sent on my FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!) lol!… from then onwards my battle started… now this would’ve all been avoided if the Teacher ‘asked’ me to tuck it in rather than ‘tell’ me… so my whole crusade (even fooling that Doctor) until I handed in that ‘excuse’ letter… was about me beating authority and winning (which I did)…
…as I said I was a little stubborn shit kid with attitude at the time… just aswell that I’m not like that now 😇👀🤭🤥🥴… funny thing but the other kids started to wear their shirts on the outside eventually lol!… yes… little Sticky usually got his way nearly all the time… thank god I eventually grew up…😏🤪😜🤓🥸🤣… cheers.
Oh my gosh! Hahahahahaha you just had to win at any cost! I would love to hear more stories from your youth. I Think you and I would have caused a bit of chaos in school 😂
I enjoyed pushing the boundaries, taking a different view, I was girly yet a complete tomboy as well. As soon as I was out of the house while walking to school, my skirt was rolled up a little more than it should have been, but being part of the schools mixed oz tag team, I had no problem getting down and dirty. Some of my rebellious behaviours (which I now would kill my own kids if they ever do such irresponsible things) was teaching myself to drive. I would wait for my parents to be out of the house and at aged 14 just couldn’t help myself, and started to take the car out and drive up and down the street, slow at first, then faster, until I could go around the area. I think my dad started to take notice and would park the car a certain way, place things in the top wheel to see if it moved, monitor the kms etc. honestly couldn’t believe I was that stupid. I’d like to say this is a one off but nope. In class I would sneak out the window while the teacher had their back turned to the board and i was out onto the ledge and try to get out of class by jumping off it to the ground. I think we were like one story up. I had no concept of getting injured whatsoever. Like when they would ask is to run around the streets to practise for cross country (we would run around the oval and then around a u shaped street back around to the school), but I would find a way to drag someone to play stupid pranks like knock on peoples doors and pretend we were representing the school and if they could donate to a cause I’d make up. I got busted for that one when one of the house people called the school. In my defence they called to say how lovely we were and that we represented the school so lively and they wanted to donate more. I mean the vice principal could have seen the hood in that, right? 😆
My grandfather, my favourite person, always laughed about my trouble making ways. I think he enjoyed it as much because he was a little naughty too. When he was given a walking stick as he got older, I distinctly remember him acting blind and while sitting on a bench and he someone walking past he would put the stick out and act like he had no idea what he was doing. I knew better because I saw the smirk before the person tripped. He was a sneaky old bugga but had the biggest heart. You remind me of him mr sticky fingers. That fire and spirit never left him, even right to the end. You have the same fire and spirit
