Grade 6

Grade 6 was a good year.

That was the year I pee'd down the slide at the school for the first time.
It was so liberating. Such an unbridled act of rebelion... It also cleared up a question that had been nagging me for the previous 5 years.
It was like when you have a song in your head and you just can't think of who sings it. But only when you finally think of the artist you don't feel happy, you just feel unthinkably filthy.