What is a fond memory from your childhood?

In 5th grade I sat next to this boy who's name was David. He smelled. His whole family smelled as my brother has his sister in his grade and she smelled. Anyway he tried taking an erase out of my desk. I saw this and stabbed him in the hand with my pencil thus stopping him from taking my eraser. Never touched my stuff again and I never did get in trouble though I did leave a puncture wound.