Naughty, Naughty Childhood
I was a very naughty girl when I was young.
When I was in primary school, we had big and long blue tables which we were made to sit around. A classmate and me, we liked to bully this cute and plum bespectacled girl. One day, she happened to sit opposite us, and I, itching to do something naughty, tore little pieces of paper, squashed them into little balls, and threw them at her. One of the paper balls landed inside her glasses and she started to cry. Instead of feeling sorry, my friend and I giggled and pretended nothing happened. Luckily for us and unfortunately for her, the teacher was too busy writing on the blackboard to notice what happened. Now, come to think of it, I really regretted doing what I did. I would like to say "sorry" to her, wherever she is. I hope she's happy and doing well. Hopefully, she has forgotten about this incident.
I also enjoyed going to school early to catch worms and grasshoppers in my school field. Everyday, a few of my friends and I, we would arrive in school with plastic bags and start our hunting expedition. We would select a different spot each and start digging for worms. I guess our principle was not too happy with the "holey" field. We would also compete to see who caught the most worms. At that time, I thought nothing of catching worms with my bare hands. After showing off our worms to each other, we would do something really wicked. We would take a worm out and pull it till it broke in two. Then we would put it on the ground and see how it survived with an extra " body". Surprisingly, both parts of the worm were still alive, as if they were two different worms. We were very fascinated with them then. After our worm-hunt, we would divert our attention to grasshoppers. They had about the same fate as their wormy friends. Now, the sight of worms and grasshoppers would, sort of, make my hair stand. I guess this is called "retribution". Just for your information, my school has been entirely rebuilt and the field is completely gone. The worms must be having the last laugh now!
My house was and still is "infested" with lizards. If I were to collect rent from them, I'd be rich by now! When I was still a kid, my sis and I once caught a lizard (yes, with our bare hands again) and clipped off its tail with a hair clip. I don't remember washing the hair clip after that. I think we messed it up with other hair clips, and it was "good luck" to whoever used it later on. It didn't occur to us then, that the other hair clips were also "infected". Anyway, back to the lizard's tail. We watched as the lizard scrambled away, leaving its wriggling tail behind. We squatted beside it and looked in awe. It was later that we were told, that a lizard's tail if broken, can grow back again.
Another naughty thing I did was with beetles, which I dislike. I would catch them and put them into little plastic containers, put the caps on, and shake the containers as if I were shaking a maracas.
Come to think of it, the things I did were very sadistic and cruel. But then, at that time, that was the fun and curious part of childhood. Compared to the kids nowadays, who seem to behave like little adults, my childhood was much more fun and interesting.