When I was 10 years old, my Mom called the school and told them I wouldn't be coming in for three days because deer season was starting. She got a return call from my teacher telling her the principal had talked to her and told her she had to call us to let us know this would not be tolerated, and I'd be suspended 2 days for every day I missed. Dad got home from work that night, heard what had been said and went in to the school the next morning for a little "Come to Jesus" with the principal, the assistant principal, the teacher, and I'm sure anyone else he could extract a pound of flesh from. There was no suspension, and just to spite them he kept me up at camp for the entire week.
Awesome story.
Paul.
"Kids who grow up hunting, fishing & trapping, do not mug little old Ladies"
