At a certain institution of learning there were the given formalities of the "crossing", the politically correct term for graduation. The administrators were giving their speeches in order to salute the student's achievements. During the endless speeches you could hear the sound of crickets in the auditorium, I mean this literally. There were crickets calling in the dimmed auditorium. The senior prank was to release them in the school. (Disclaimer: as I am current member of said "establishment" I do not condone the release of crickets in schools or any other animals for that matter....) I wish I had those kids in my class, the ones with that much rebellion and imagination. There is hope for the world.