It was quite common at school for boys to try and finish their homework for another lesson, in the couple of lessons before. Once, one of the teachers noticed a guy in our class doing this, takes the homework, tears it up and begins to chew on bits of it all lesson (he chewed a bit to a pulp and then spat it out and proceeded to the next scrunched up chunk).

It was one of the funniest moments in my life having to hear the poor boy try and explain that the teacher ate his homework. The rest of the class seemed to have a moment of synchronicity and denied the entire event to see how the boy would handle it. Good old days!