When I was about 8 years old, in 2nd grade, in the early 1980’s, I went to Catholic elementary school at Immaculate Conception Church in Willoughby, Ohio. Sister Jane was my teacher, and she was very strict. Ordinarily a uniform was required, but a few days a month in the spring/summer months were ‘free dress’ days or something like that.
I had found some old funny t-shirts of my mom’s… that had shrunk down to my size. Of course I wore the shirt to school, I don’t think my mom knew about it. I still remember the look on Sister Jane’s face, and she immediately shooed me off to Mother Superior in the main office. They made me put on another shirt on top of it, my mom was called, and we were all in big trouble. But nobody explained to me, at 8 years old, what the big deal was. But mom thought it was so funny.