Tales Of Truancy

stefan idiot jones

Spill the beans on what you got up to and where you went on the duck from school and did the 'Mitch Man' ever catch you ?

Kylo Ren

Na.

major bill

3 out of the 5 days we would have our Year heads class in the afternoon after Big break so the register wouldnt get done til then so...........I stayed in bed!!

humberklog

stefan idiot jones wrote: »

Spill the beans on what you got up to and where you went on the duck from school and did the 'Mitch Man' ever catch you ?

What's with the question and none of your own anecdotes?

Did you skip the creative writing class?

Loopy

Went on the duck?
Ha!

We bunked off or mitched, never ducked!
Bus into town usually or mess about in someone's gaf..

I was always a man for mitchin, when the parents caught on they drove me to school so I used to just sit on a toilet in school for 3 or 4 hours. Fall asleep with the mp3 in

When the school caught me they would suspend me occasionally, I never seen the sense in that, basically giving me an excuse to sit at home playing video games...

Became a master of Mario cart on the gamecube in these days

Jumped out of the second floor window and walked in the front door when my ma arrived home unexpectedly

There was a stretch in 4th year where we would go to a mate's house, leave a half an hour beforh his ma arrived from work, rang the house phone to see if she was there and if she wasn't go back up and doss

Loads and loads of stories

stefan idiot jones

humberklog wrote: »

What's with the question and none of your own anecdotes?

Did you skip the creative writing class?

I am currently employed for The Department of Education and Skills as a truancy officer.:)

stefan idiot jones

stefan idiot jones wrote: »

I am currently employed for The Department of Education and Skills as a truancy officer.:)

Sketch!

Used to sit next to a river smoking and drinking, great times they were.

ziedth

I was terrible at Irish, now I mean I somehow got as far as fifth year without being able to string together a sentence. One day I just said screw it and chanced my arm going to the teacher and said I was born in England and I have decided not to sit Irish for my LC, said nothing to anyone else and just went to the library or home for the next two years during class.

By some miracle nobody ever confronted me on it and come leaving cert time I sat the foundation paper and still got a D2 as it was all tick the box questions.

dilapidating

Disused stairways and stolen spirits.

Ruudi_Mentari

I loved the sight of wastelands in the morning. Was always drawn to em, I think i knew even then it was a design for life

Seaneh

One beautiful April morning I was cycling to school and come to a T Junction, I'd normally turn right and cross the bridge and head to school but this faithful morning a classmate was on the right of the junction about to head the opposite direction.
I gave him a shout, asked where he was going "ah, decided I'd take a day off!". So I decided I'd join him and we both took the road away from school and cycled to a local bike shop in town and ditched out school books and crap.

We knew the lads in the shop so they let us put our bags in the storeroom. We were both wearing clothes for football training as we had it for the first 2 classes so we didn't have to worry about being spotted in the uniforms.

We took our lunch boxes, stuffed them in our training gear bags, ditch the football boots, school bags and uniforms and cycled from Athlone out the ballymahon road towards Ballykeiran, took the back roads and did a little spin around the lake for a few hours before turning into the old SGS hotel and marina and decided we'd eat the lunch there and feck around for a bit.


We climbed up onto the roof of the MV Goldsmith, which was a massive river boat that had a bar and restaurant and was used for praties and weddings and stuff. We sat up on the roof enjoying the sun, talking ****e and eating our hang sangwiches and drinking out bottles of cub orange and laughing at all the gob****es stuck listening to Gerry Ó Conámha and Damo Phelan screaming through their classroom walls at eachother while we enjoyed ourselves.

We finished the lunch and decided we'd search around the boat for a bin to get rid of the tinfoil and bottles and orange peels and ****e so we climbed down the stairs on the far side of the boat and low and behold the door into the boat was open we in we go and start exploring the inside of the boat. No sooner were we inside than we discovered the bar, still half stocked from whatever function they'd had the night before. And being young lads with nothing better to do and no sense, sure feck it, we nabbed a few bottles of cider and sat in a quary down the road drinking them. Spent the next 4 hours getting ****ing rat arsed drunk before climbing back on the bikes heading back to the bike shop to collect our stuff.

Was a great day

Ruudi_Mentari

Home truancy was the greatest temptation

my mother would come in for her lunchbreak, and catch me planking on the underside of the dining table. everytime.

Ruudi_Mentari

When I was in ballyfermot college, a few of us would abscond and sometimes we would go to an old hippy's basement council flat off Camden st. He looked like David Bellamy but had a growroom like Howard Marks.

im invisible

I never really went on the mitch, had more craic winding the teachers up in class,

AnonoBoy

Sirsok wrote: »

I was always a man for mitchin, when the parents caught on they drove me to school so I used to just sit on a toilet in school for 3 or 4 hours. Fall asleep with the mp3 in

Damn kids. Back in my day we had to lug an 8 track or record player into school with us if we wanted to fall asleep listening to music. :mad:

joe stodge

Went on to the bonk out it howth one spring day, we went to the harbor and were messing about on the rocks at the end of the pier.

One of the lads slipped and fell in with his bag, we managed to get him out but he had to get the train home on fairly cold day drowned and then explain to his mam why his books/himself were soaking and stank of the sea. Little prićk ratted us all out.

Lollipops23

Never actually went on a full day- only the odd class here and there (usually Irish or PE). Think because I was generally well-behaved they tended to believe me if I told them I wasn't feeling well etc.

Now college was another story...one day the entire class bunked off for the afternoon and we went to see Casino Royale

Banjo String

In fifth year, we had to ask for the key to the toilets, due to teenagers smoking in it and what not.

Anyway, one very intuitive lad copied the toilet key, which also had an attic door leading to the roof space.

This led to a few of us, skipping the odd class, in favour of playing cards in the roof space.

Cue one day, Mr Hastings the history teacher let him self into the toilet, and four of us 'mitchers' staring down through a 2 ft x 2ft hole in the ceiling, watching him guffaw, & scratch his tiny Mickey.

Scarred me for life. :eek:

weiland79

Friday's used to be the day i'd bunk off school. My grandmother used to go into town shopping every week so i knew i could spend the day there as she wouldn't be home until the evening.
One Friday a friend of mine from another school joined me. At around 11 o'clock my mate went into the downstairs loo to drop the kids off. While he was in there i heard the side gate bang closed and knew straight away i was rumbled.
It was my mother.

Balls!

Anyway in she comes finds me in the sitting room, much shouting and roaring ensues while my mate sits in the WC with his trousers around his ankles actually sh!tting himself.

I didn't mention this fact to my mother who frog marched me out of the house and back to school, leaving my friend to ponder the errors of his ways, alone in my granny's house.

He made good his escape out the kitchen window and back to school.

Chairman Meow

One thing about being a grown up that i miss, is going on the mitch. Every time felt like an adventure.

I used to take entire days off, and walk from my house for about an hour down to Dollymount, and just chill out on the benches on the beach, even in bloody winter.

sometimes id head to the park and have a go on the swings. That was the last time i ever went on a swing, at age 16

smash

Dafuq is a mitch man?

Plazaman

stefan idiot jones wrote: »

I am currently employed for The Department of Education and Skills as a truancy officer.:)

Rabble rabble bloody public servants...... rabble ye have it too good..... big money.... rabble, rinse and repeat :pac:

We had 2 good weeks of mitching in the school attic (door was left unlocked after some maintenance work). All was going well until "Big Bunny" Carter* crashed through the floor into a maths class, breaking his arm and dislocating a shoulder of the student under him.

Don't know how many times he was told - Walk on the beams Bunny not the roof ya thick shíte.

*Bunny is residing somewhere in Canada now so he'll hardly see this

Davyhal

Used to go mitching in the playground up the road and share out one box of Benson and Hedges between us... absolutely freezing our nuts off, but we felt we were the sh!t!!

Probably would have preferred to have been in the warm classroom in my usual seat down the back where the teacher wouldn't bother us.

demanufactured

My school was 5 mind from my house and the old Athlone - Mullingar rail line went by the back of our estate..we used to match on it as no one would ever be on it during the day.
Myself and a mate were on it one day and decided to start walking to see where we would end up.
We walked all the way to moate in the pissing rain.
Had to turn around and walk all the way back again.

stefan idiot jones

smash wrote: »

Dafuq is a mitch man?

The Mitch Man was our truancy officer everyone called weasel who would stalk and hunt us down when we had more important things to do than going to school.
Sneaky fu*ker he was, caught me twice, not a bad return for what I got away with though.

Pumpkinseeds

Occasionally when I was in secondary school I'd have a 'duvet day'. Both of my parents worked so I'd go home, make a coffee and go upstairs in case either of my parents came home. The trick was to fill the kettle with cold water after making my coffee. A hot kettle is a dead give away. Never got caught although there were a few close calls:D

stefan idiot jones

If we were late for registration we had to get a 'late note' signed by all the teachers that morning to hand in at the afternoons registration. Sometimes I used to tell my teachers that I had missed registration, get a late note signed then use that as a free pass for the same day the following week.
As my parents were divorced my Mother would be the one with correspondence with the school, however sometimes my 'Father' would write an absence note as I couldn't forge my Mothers writing.
Simon Whites house was a regular to watch a dirty film on VHS.

Oink

Lucky feckers. How ye all managed that I don't know.
For us it was no absence without a note, no note without forged signature, no forged signature without a bowllicking. That's probably the only reason i got my LC anyway so I suppose I can't complain.

Turtyturd

Went into Dr Quirky's once, by the time we got the bus, and had two games of streetfighter we had no money left and spent the day bored out of our heads.

Agricola

Never did. We used to arrive at school on the bus around 8.15. Never saw a teacher around at that time, so as soon as the bus driver was out of sight, some lads would head for hills, literally!

Then at 4pm, they'd just magically appear in the scrum of kids waiting to get on the bus home! Hanging around in the wilderness for the day sounded worse than going to classes to me!

iDave

1st year of secondary school, think it was German class and second class of the day. One of the lads was out, bit of a cheeky chappy and good craic. He eventually walks in the classroom at about 10.30 with his head down looking very sullen. Then says 'Eh sorry miss I'm late because the Gards caught me on the hop'. The boys in blue found him on the roadside with another lad and drove them to the school. He became known as Hopper right up to the LC.
Got caught by my mother a year later though. Used to be last to leave the house but didnt bother leaving at all some days. Worked a treat until she decided to come home for lunch one day.

seamus

In first and second year they seemed to be somewhat rigorous about the roll call, and would come into the classroom looking for your note if you hadn't brought it in.

Kind of noticed in 3rd year then that they only took the roll once a day and the classes were streamed, so it was much easier to simply appear until the roll is taken, then nip out between classes.

In 3rd year me and a best mate were in different schools but decided one day that we'd meet at a bus stop that we'd never normally be seen at, and take the bus into town. So we did, spent the day in various fast food places and wandering in and out of shops.

4th and fifth year with another mate, we'd head back to his house at lunchtime and because there was no-one there we'd just sit around
playing music, smoking weed and watching BMX videos rather than going back to school.

This could be 3 or 4 afternoons in any given week.

Then one day we were hanging around a local shopping centre during the afternoon, his mum thought she spotted us but rather than actually come over and catch us, for some dozy reason she went over the school to check if we were there, which of course we weren't. Even she was wondering why the feck she did that. Anyway, they reviewed the rolls over the previous months and saw just how often we'd been missing in the afternoon, and got suspended from school for half a day, cos we'd "already missed enough school".

On the last day of school in 5th year, it was a 12 o'clock finish and for some reason I decided I was already done. So I took off on my bike, went to the shops and bought some food, then sat in the sunshine in the park across the road from home until 12 o'clock.

Jack Daniels I

done this loads and almost always something strange happended.the worst of the lot was in second year i decided to take a friday off,cycled out of my house and headed down the road to a field that in one corner had several old crashed cars piled up.perfect for changing into the clothes i brought and dumping the schoolbag for the day.so off i cycled into town to play snooker with the local wasters for the day.as it neared school finish i headed back for the field to get my school gear to find the place had been completely levelled and all the cars taken away,after 20 years or more the landowner had decided on this day to finally clean up the field!my uniform gone.my schoolbag and books gone.now there was no way i was going to to tell my parents what happended,so after smoking a spliff i came up with a plan.first of all the school uniform wasnt too bad as i had spare shirt,pants and shoes.but only had one school jumper so had to come home and told me mother i took my jumper off to play football at breaktime and couldnt find it after,she was pissed but got a new one.i had an old battered schoolbag that i went to school with empty every day for months bar a few copybooks.every class i had to share books with a mate and copy all the homework.every now and then id steal a schoolbook from easons or wherever,not proud of that.but nobody ever found out what happended that day.i got through 3 months of school with no books and no teacher noticed.this was 15 years ago and only recently while drunk i told my parents about it,they went from angry to hysterics in about 2 mins .funny now looking back but its hard to describe the sense of doom i felt when i cycled back to that field to find it completly empty!

crosstownk

A friend of mine used to bunk off from time to time. His mother worked in the school canteen so he used to sneak back in at lunch time so his mother could give him lunch and then sneak back out to meet back up with the rest of the lads in the afternoon. I don't think he ever got caught.

He should have been awarded a medal.

GavRedKing

Only done it once, Roy Keane was signing copies of his book at the time in Easons in Cork and one of the lads decided to take his fathers book and get it signed.

Ended up queing for sometime, got the book signed and got told off by Keane for skipping school, we were still in uniform at the time.

When he got home his parents werent best pleased but it only took the father a few minutes to forget about it with his signed book.

We were in 4th year at the time so it's not like we missed much. :pac:

petethebrick

Myself and a mate used to mitch up in the fields beside the school. We'd spend the day smoking, climbing trees and exploring.
In winter it was too cold to enjoy a day in the fields however so we'd wait until my friend's mum went to work and then head into his house to play the snes. We got caught one day when we left footprints in the snow all over his back garden.
I got caught another time when I left a fake sick note I had written in my school trousers and left them up for the wash

Cantona's Collars

Used to go to the local snooker hall & hang out there.The teachers used to raid it now & again but only got caught once.

When we got older we went to a local pub,first time there we tried to cover up our uniforms,the owner said "no point lads,I know ye're mitching,now what will it be?"

One guy in my school actually used his mitching time to work in a local supermarket,as he said,"what teacher is going to check here during school hours"

Galwayguy35

From Inter Cert on I used to always miss the month of september as after the summer I just couldn't face going back to a classroom when the days were nice and sunny.

I lived in the country so would spend my days wandering around the place or fishing.

I hated school and was delighted the day I left the place, "happiest days of your life" me hole.