Remembering high school days always brings a smile to my face. My best bud and I had this teacher, Mrs. K 👩🏻‍🏫, known for her stern demeanor. But there was a playful rebel in each of us that just couldn’t resist a challenge. #HighSchoolMemories

Mrs. K had this rule: get caught passing notes, and she’d read them aloud. 📝 It was her way to deter us, but for my friend and I, it was an open invitation for mischief. 🙃 The battle of wits had begun. #TeacherVsStudents

Our initial attempts were mere child’s play. 😴 A joke here, a pun there, but Mrs. K was unflappable. We realized it was going to take a stroke of genius to crack her stoic facade. 🤔#ChallengeAccepted

Then came the day we crafted THE note, a concoction of innocent words with a mischievous twist. As Mrs. K read it, her face turned red 😳 and the class burst into laughter. 🤣Victory was sweet! We did get detention for disrupting the class, but it was totally worth it. 🤩 #EpicWin

These escapades were more than just youthful rebellion. 🖕They were a testament to our camaraderie, creativity, and the zest to make the mundane memorable. 😏#FriendshipGoals

Looking back, it’s not the mathematics 🧮 or the history 📚lessons that stand out, but these instances of spontaneous creativity and joy. I’m still friends with Mrs. K some 30ish years later. 🤙🏻

I didn’t go on to college to earn a degree, I went to college to make more friends and build lifetime connections. Barely got by with a C and in the end, it didn’t fucking matter anyways, but I still got those friends I wanted. 😎 Got a similar tale of mischief? I’d love to hear! #ShareYourStory