“In the 50s (in 5th grade)”
In the 60s, in fourth grade (during the wonderful Vietnam protest era) I wrote a not very good story about burning down the school. I was sent to the principal’s office. He pointed to the painted cinder block wall of his office and said “This school is made from brick and cement. How well do you suppose it would burn?”
LOL! I’m sure both of you would understand my incredibly detailed WW1 dogfight scenes, I must’ve drawn hundreds of them. Something about biplanes. And they were also accompanied by sound effects too (ATTN Flash). I guess our generations are the wandering unprosecuted criminal class with pencils in hand (#2 pencils of course).