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The prompt that I chose this week is:
"Something embarrassing that happened at school."
Writer’s Workshop Thursday: Red-faced and Red Behind
Mama Kat wrote in her blog about an embarrassing situation that she encountered after switching from private to public school. She and I led parallel lives in that respect, because I did the same thing. I don't remember wanting to make the switch. A lot changed for my family that year. Eighth grade was total torment and one embarrassment after another.
I have never been one to leave well enough alone. In some situations, I haven't thought that it was "well enough" to begin with.
I also went up against someone bigger than me on several occasions. The first that I can recall with someone significantly bigger than me was when I was six years old. It was my first grade teacher, Miss Cromer. She must have been a hundred years old...well, ok, maybe only in her twenties, but she seemed a hundred to me at the time. :)
It was the first day of school and I was just scared of being away from my mama. I wouldn't sit at the desk. I sat in the floor near the door so that I could escape when she wasn't looking. She was always looking.
When she stood up and walked toward me, I scooted back and bumped into the stand that held the great big tablet they used to show us proper handwriting form. That set it to rocking and nearly falling over, but I don't think that it actually ever fell.
She made it over to me and swatted my leg and went back to her desk. Well, being the me that I was, and still am to a degree, as soon as she sat down, I marched my little sassy self up to her desk and said with all the force that I could muster "you big DUMMY!"
Needless to say, that didn't go over too well.
She escorted me to the front of the room where she turned my little behind over her stool and proceeded to wear me out in front of everybody. I was embarrassed, angry and, no, this didn't make me less afraid of school. I was so upset that my reaction caused another little girl to go running back home, having to cross a busy highway to do so. Her mama turned around and there she was. I wish that I had made that same escape...her house, my house, didn't matter. I just didn't want to be there with that woman.
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oh my goodness. im so sorry she spanked you in front of the class. id have wanted to run too!!!
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine being spanked at school. I think I would've never gone back!
ReplyDelete@Jenna
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jenna. The whole thing kind of freaked with my mama a little bit, too. She'd told me that she would be outside on the school porch waiting for me when I got out. She told me later that she had no idea what she'd do if I came out of the building early and didn't see her there. I guess she figured that I'd try to escape. :)
@Miel et Lait
ReplyDeleteThank you, Miel. Unfortunately, a spanking at school wasn't the end of it generally for me. My parents had the thought that if it were bad enough to warrant a spanking at school, then we needed one when we got home, too. Naturally, I didn't agree with that. Pretty much the paddlings that I got were because of things other people did to me and I got caught reacting to their torment.
True that I shouldn't have called Miss Cromer a big dummy, but she shouldn't have been scary either. :)
I used to always wear dresses to school and one day a girl flipped my dress up in front of everybody. Total humiliation to me. Then, the teacher further humiliated me by paddling me because I got mad at the girl for flipping my dress up. OY!
Whenever my firstborn had problems in that same school district, let's just say 20 years of crawling was unleashed on those in charge. I think that our homeschooling application was the fastest in history to be approved. haha