This is a great story about what lengths we go to in order to avoid uncomfortable situations. And I love the ingenuity of children.
I never went as far as glueing my hand to a bed to get out of school, but I did try faking a fever and heating my thermometer up over my bedside lamp. As I, being only eight, had no idea of the normal temperature of the human body I ended up going (rather grumpily) to school anyway; mercifully the glass thermometer hadn't fractured during its mishandling; and (rather gracefully) my mother hadn't blinked as I registered a temperature of only 30 Centigrade.
I like to think it showed some aptitude for creative thinking and problem solving, despite the rather self-interested motive.
