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This was a bit younger and nerdier than the rebellious hijinx I enjoyed in high school, but those were very much against the rules, so poor answers to your question. In this story, I was probably in grade 6 or so.
Like surely many other Quorans, I was very smart and very bored in grade school. I am strong in math and language, and having parents who are academics and made learning fun through my childhood helped.
Some teachers and administrators were great and responsive and gave me options like helping other kids, quietly reading (I loved books!) or working on other projects. I was put in some enrichment programs which were generally fantastic.
Other teachers were jerks who, let's just say... didn't respond positively to a keen student completing most assignments before they were done explaining them.
These teachers insisted that I do the same assignments as other kids, in the same timeframe, and nothing else, not even reading. If that meant I was just sitting staring into space for the rest of the class after I finished, that was fine with them as long as I was quiet.
Needless to say this was painfully boring for me.
So I started looking for loopholes or leveling up the work to make it harder and more interesting.
Answering in code didn't work - these teachers NEVER took the time to decode, even when I provided a simple decryption key!
Answering in French didn't work - it turns out most teachers didn't know it (even though we live in Canada and it was a French Immersion school).
And so I started writing smaller.
And smaller.
And smaller.
On a regular writing sheet I could easily fit 5–6 full lines where normally one short sentence would be.
The teachers couldn't say a thing because the answers were correct, neatly written and carefully spelled. Just near impossible for them to read.
Like this but far smaller (grabbed this from google/reddit):
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Damn if they didn't hate me for it.
It became a game where I would spend the assigned time in class practicing writing so small it just looked like squiggles, and then when I handed it in - right at the end of the allocated time - I would smile and say some bratty comment like "look closely!"
One teacher tried to get me in trouble with my parents and principal but I innocently said it was just my handwriting and when my parents (who rock) were like "Excuse me are you saying that all of the answers are correct? Could she maybe be bored? What the heck are we here talking about?!" they backed off quickly.
On the next classroom assignment for that teacher, I took the time to write in the smallest handwriting I could. I sharpened my pencils to make sure all the lines were crisp and I could achieve the tiniest size possible.
When the time was done, I walked to the front of the class and paused at the desk. The teacher glared, eyes on my assignment with the smallest writing yet.
I took something out of my backpack at the same time, loaned to me by my dad, and handed it to the teacher with the completed work:
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