And I never stabbed or attacked anyone with it. Not even the few times I ended up defending myself from bullies.
Of course, I graduated to bigger, better knives- even before I stopped carrying that one. A couple of times, when I knew I was facing a threat, I even took bigger knives with me into the adolescent zoo, just in case.
No "rule" can ever forbid me the tools of self defense. Of course, I also know every decision has consequences.
I was reminded of this by a post over at Joel's blog.