A little bad behaviour.

Today a British scientist, Sir John Gurdon, was awarded the Nobel Prize for Medicine. Well done him I say, and I'm sure my congratulations mean the world.
The thing about this achievement that has sparked interest though is a science report Sir John received at Eton:

He "will insist on doing his work in his own way," written as criticism is praise indeed. That kind of creativity and original thought is exactly what one would expect of a future Nobel Prize winner.
The teacher's lack of recognition almost harks to the following letter that was in the news a few months ago:

Imagine the kind of world we would have if we churned out students like Mr Hilliker wanted. A very confused one at least, a brainwashed and blind one very likely.
So, speaking as a student who received excellent reports, and was very well behaved, and is yet to do something to merit a Nobel Prize, I would like to champion a little bad behaviour.
At the moment I am a dance teacher. It's kind of a funny job actually and one I'm probably not suited to for a long time. However, I have discovered that the children I like the best are the ones who play up in class a bit. One of the girls, is not particularly talented, but she dances around all the time. When I tell her to stand at the bar she's doing cartwheels; when I tell them to use their faces, she really goes for it and makes the whole class fall about laughing; when I teach them polka she says she can't do it and fakes a twisted ankle then polkas over to me next lesson saying she's made up her own step.
And that is a natural performer.
I seem to have begun with science and ended up with the arts but really they both require an ability to break rules and a lot of imagination. And like John Gurdon, who has his school report hung up above his desk in the Institute named after him, drive in the face of criticism.
I wonder what Alex (of the second letter) became...?