When I was a teen, I skipped school once. I was driving down the road with a friend and when I glanced into the rearview mirror, I happened to see my last name spelled backward. Looking up at the driver, I saw my dad driving one of our business trucks. He pointed very firmly toward the school and followed me there. Once I arrived back at the school, he walked me into the principal’s office.
...I never skipped school again.
good point you learned your lesson. I guess wintertime is OK with kids skipping school instead of teaching them a lesson.