I was a terrible child compared to mine

My partner in crime, my Brother, who was 3 yrs younger. We were awful. I look back at some of the things we did and I am embarrassed that we even thought of them. During the summers we often stayed with my paternal grandmother. We HATED IT! Talk about boring! She lived in an apartment complex. No children around for us to play with! Bored out of our minds! We tried to come up with things to do. Some of it, just plain mean. Which totally proves my theory that what we do as kiddos doesn't reflect who we will turn out to be. Sometimes, WE are just bored and naive. My grandma was a lil' eccentric, we later found out Mentally ill. Someday I'll tell her story. She was so paranoid and afraid of anyone who didn't speak English. Below her was a couple of Asian decent. Most of the time my brother and I would play on the catwalk right outside her door. That is the only place we were allowed to play. My grandmother had SUPER SONIC hearing,well we thought she did. I mean she could hear through walls. she knew when the couple was coming and going. she would open the door and demand we come inside. Why? Because they were coming home. We were allowed to go back out when they retreated into their apartment. Of course this only brought attention to them! We, being 5 and 8 yrs old devised a plan. During Grandma's story time, She couldn't use her hearing. It was like her kryptonite. We were not allowed to bother her during this time. She was a focused woman. So as soon as we would hear the General Hospital theme song that was our queue. We took a broom and shimmied it down the catwalk. Swinging it just enough to knock on their door below. Quickly pulling it up, we would lay down silently and wait. We could hear them answer the door and speaking in a language we had no idea what it was. WE thought this was HILARIUS! This would go on for like 3 or 4 times. And to our amusement they always came to the door! Now as an adult I can't believe I ever did something like that. That is not who I am today.