When I was about 11 I had one of the women's parts and was the JW in some scenario. The only thing I remember about it is that I started thinking that something we were saying was illogical and in considering the implications-totally zoned out. Sitting there in front of everyone.
I got it together and finished. Mom was pinching me during the service meeting every time I so much as shifted in the seat.
I wish I had been strategic enough to be subversive before I left, but I was only 15. Leaving was a big enough project at the time!