Back at school, when I was 12, we had to draw our “dream house” for art class—and let’s just say drawing was not my strongest subject.
So, in a moment of panic (and persuasion), I asked my mom—who’s actually quite good in drawing, to help me out… okay, to do it for me.
The result? A stunningly detailed, borderline architectural rendering of a house with shading, perspective, and even tiny flower boxes. I proudly handed it in, thinking I had nailed it.
The next day, the teacher looked at me, raised an eyebrow, and simply said, “Aldo… did you really draw this?” I tried to keep a straight face, but she saw right through me.
Lesson learned: if you’re going to cheat in art class, at least try to match your own skill level!