In first grade, his teacher asked him one morning why he was so sleepy. He volunteered that he had gone night-fishing with his grandfather. They didn't get home until midnight. Again, he must have been fairly convincing.
"You mean to tell me that your parents allowed your grandfather to take you fishing on a school night?"
"Yeah, Mom said it was OK."
"This is ridiculous! No wonder you're so tired. What was your mother thinking?"
Andrew probably shrugged. The teacher calmed down after she learned the truth. Andrew told these two fish tales at his old school. Soon the teachers probably got immune to his stories. Last year, he changed schools. New school, new opportunities for story-telling. He managed to stir things up. Just once.