What was the biggest trouble you got into as a child?

Interesting question sionajee, It was one sultry noon in my birth place shikrara ( a remote and small village in the east of Uttar Pradesh ) I can well reckon I was like 11 years old when my colleagues being collected and decided to go natural pond at a distance of half-mile away around. and so borne idea of plucking mangoes by near orchards while walking toward pool.
however we refreshes ourselves with cool water for quite longer time and it was much soothing at the moment because of scorching heat and dry-hard winds blowing frequently.

some friends after adventurous bath reluctantly agreed to march toward orchard since we were oblige not to enter those orchards due to solely owned by rich land-lords, perhaps It was my notion and so I was much earnest to resume and so other my friends moving promptly along with me. ( during the month of may and june, mangoes flourishes out abundantly in north central Indian provinces lavishly and profusely ), I could not resist my temptation on glancing mangoes laden thickly, and this made us to peep around inside orchard for watchmen, to our fortunate none was on duty and so gave us ample oppurtunity to trepass into orchard. we were so excited and happy and keep darting inside the orchard inorder to get some more good trees with much ripe fruits and so we discovered not after a long walk. 

on this friends rushed to fumble on the floor to get stones to pluck, however stones striking dilligently could not work well and so none was ready to climb on a tree due to preoccupied thought that if watchmen comes by and so one on tree wonot have oppurtunity to run away and ultimately will become prey to watchmen. anyway I decided to climb on tree to pluck mangoes and to my unfortunate and greediness was caught by a watchman although friends gave shout owais jump and run away darban is approaching, because of quite tall trees was not possible to jump and so by skidding and crawling down gave watchman enough time to clasp me, on catching me beated me rashly and severely with his babool cane, and which inturn agonishing me heavely and after much beating he presented me infront of owner who was unluckily living into my village.
and so recognised me easily and so called my father and complained about incident. on way to home with father, he just made me understand by verbally but to my mother who discovered by dad started beating me and locked me up into kothri (a dark and small room ) and showed her detest feeling to me since I tried to eat by stealing and nay from landlords who used to be very cruel, concieted and corrupt to which she was very sensitive for, and it made her hurt morally and mentally very much when someone could remark upon her family ethnically or to pertaining conscience. 
to being confine into kothri was much a scary and frightening experience for me, to mom's love she freed me suring night but did not offer me meal and completely not wishing to ask or say anything to me. meanwhile after like 4-5 days she resumed talking to me and much stressed to teach me.
 
p.s   I LOVE MY MOM SHE IS VERY VERY MAGNANIMOUS AND HONEST AND GODFEARING WOMAN BY WHOSE TRAITS AND TEACHINGS I FEEL I ALSO POSSESS SOME TRAITS, SHE IS WONDERFUL LADY.