jamesg1213
Back row, third from left..no, second from right...

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Here's mine:

Oh they're all good answers but they're way off unfortunately.....
 
I guess we could go at this all day until someone happens upon me randomly lol....
 
Front row. Dead right. To this day, I have no idea how I got away with wearing white shoes. 
 
The dark haired girl directly above me had a major crush, and she used to follow me around everywhere saying "James, oh James, I wish I could kiss you." Unfortunately for her though, I had a major crush on Laura, the girl top row third child from the left. But she wasn't having any of it. Sometimes I look back and think "damn, you missed your chance there son," and then I remember we were only six so it probably would have fizzled out in a couple of hours (or until some other girl lent me her red crayon). 

bapu
Here's mine:

Run out back and cut me a switch!
 

The old "lent me her red crayon trick". Typical.

So out of the whole class, who was the biggest troublemaker?
 
 

bapu
So out of the whole class, who was the biggest troublemaker?

 
Well given that by this time, I'd already burned the house down age 3 (playing with matches), and been expelled from kindergarten, and that in 3 years time I would eventually be expelled from school again, I have no idea 
 

Hah

First child center right looks to be trouble too.
 

bapu
First child center right looks to be trouble too.
 

Ah yes, Dylan Dixon. He was a weird kid, I'm sure he was responsible for the famous "pooh in the drawer" scandal which I presume you will of all heard about from your various corners of the world. 
 
In our class we each had a drawer with our names on it to keep various crap inside. One day this kid opened his drawer and found a human pooh. Nobody owned up despite various threats from Mrs. Tapper, the scary bulge-eyed teacher. A couple of days went by and then another pooh appeared under someone's table. Mrs. Tapper was so outraged that she made everyone line up and drop their pants for an "underpant inspection." She figured that the guilty party would have some kind of, er, "evidence" visible on their undercrackers. To this day I still can't believe she got away with that. Imagine the outrage now! "KINKY TEACHER LINES UP KIDDOS IN SICK UNDERWEAR PARADE" 
 
The culprit was never found, but to this day I'm convinced it was Dylan. Weird kid, but looking back he was probably just a little quirky and has turned into a perfectly normal adult