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1) I think when I was about 4 or 5, I wrote with navy blue jiffy marker on this cement wall which is on one side of the garage. My father was NOT pleased.
2) In kindergarten, I got in trouble for whispering to another student, "Paul can't write his name". Later in life, I was told that Paul was mentally handicapped, but being that I was only 5 at the time and not sophisticated to these things, I thought he was just strange. To be fair, he did not have Down's Syndrome, so from appearances, you could not tell that something was amiss until he starting speaking.
3) Another time, some girls and I crushed all kinds of different colour of chalk using the underside of a chair leg and we thought it looked so pretty, all of the colours together. However, our teacher was not pleased that we just left the mess in the middle of the floor. I know we got into trouble, but I don't think it was too bad.
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