![]() ![]() It was from that incident that I learned the meaning of “Peeping Tom.” However, the term goes back much farther in history, to the legend of Lady Godiva. At the least, it saved me from having to endure the ugly looks-and I do mean cut-off-your-balls ugly-that those embarrassed misses shot at the offenders each time they passed in the echoing hallways. I don’t remember what disciplinary actions followed, but I do recall thanking my lucky stars that I had not been invited to take part in this pubescent prank. ![]() Even before the young ladies caught bare-assed and red-faced could formally complain (along with their mothers) about such indignities, our very proper female principal had identified the guilty parties and called them on the carpet. I don’t know how long they remained unseen, but once discovered, their presence set off shrieks that threatened to shatter glass throughout that level of the school. While others were busy in class, they scampered to the top of that vehicle and slowly lifted their wide eyes above the windowsill. During the spring of my seventh-grade year (or maybe it was eighth grade), a group of boys from my class decided to take advantage of a maintenance truck that had been parked idly beneath the high windows of the girl’s gymnasium locker. It’s one of the stories I remember best from my early education. ![]()
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