In first grade of school, all the cool obscenities were learned by reading the bathroom walls. At that age, I learned I could stop the teacher in her tracks by reporting obscenities in the bathroom. She would quickly go to the bathroom and try to clean it up, and make a report for the administrators.
Anyhow, one day, as I finished my math paperwork before everyone, I completely absentmindedly started scribbling a symbol I had seen on the bathroom wall, into the margins of the math assignment. Swastikas. When the teacher asked me to stay behind during recess, I could tell I had done something wrong, but had no idea what it could be.
As I was presented with my own paperwork, and asked what these symbols are and where had I seen them, I was suddenly afraid and lied to her about seeing the symbols on the bathroom wall. I told her I found them written on many objects in my parents home when I went through their closets.
Yeah, I snitched on my parents as being Nazis, as a complete lie to protect myself.
We moved a long way away from that town before I started second grade of school.