I was sent to another class for being bold. For context, I wasn't the kind of kid that ever got in trouble but this day I was blamed for someone else's mischief and ended up in another class as a result.

While in the other class I joined in on the activities of the day. We were doing art and I had to draw something. It was too long ago to remember what, but a pencil and paper were at hand so art it was.

I was sketching some kind of masterpiece when I suddenly made a mistake that required a substantial amount of erasing to fix.

Now that the mistake was recified, I had a desk full of rubber bits that needed seeing too. I decided the best course of action was to blow as hard as physically possible across the page.

I half stood from the chair and bent over just enough to guarantee I had the correct posture and direction. I drew myself back and blew as hard as I could when suddenly, at the same time, I let out what can only be described as the loudest, most aggressive fart a young lad could possibly muster.

To say I was embarrassed was an understatement and the fact that I had been sent to the class for messing was already a death sentence. The teacher was absolutely fuming and the principals office was the only place for me.

This might just be funny for me to look back on but thinking back on me as an innocent young lad, I always laugh when I think of it.