I remember doing this in primary school πŸ™ˆπŸ˜…πŸ˜…

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  1. I had a teacher who fucking hated me (I was 7). She wanted me to have an 80 page jotter. But we only had 40 page ones at home, so my poor mother stapled the other 40 pages to it….
    Christ, when I think back now about how that teacher treated me and the ones she didn’t like… It wasn’t fucking right.
    Silly bitch is dead now. Ah well…
    But yea, I remember it well!

    EDIT: typo

  2. There was always a smart arse that did it with something different. One guy did it with paisley fabric… in fairness, many years later we found out he was gay so it all made sense then. Went on to be a successful artist and musician.

  3. In our school you’d get in trouble if the principal saw your copybooks “ruined” with the usual type of nonsense kids would scribble everywhere when bored. That time my copybook came with a double cover and she came a-sniffing was just amazing. Everyone else got in trouble.

  4. My mother used the waxy paper that the sliced pan came in. Bleeding mortified every day with my Johnson, Mooney & O’ Brien and Brennan’s bread covered text books.

  5. Ha! I thought that was just an American thing! We used to cover them with the brown paper, and then you had to decorate them by hand with markers. Band logos like “AC/DC” and “KISS” as well as sports team symbols were popular, but I was always envious of the truly gifted artists whose text books were a veritable canvas of grafitti art and satanic symbols. My god, the nuns hated that stuff! What fun.

  6. So I remember this but….why? What was the point really? It seems so bizarre looking back on it now

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