School Days
I went to a rural school with 8 grades. As a first grader in school, I remember always having to cry a lot about nothing. I probably felt insecure and had to go sit with my big sister often. I guess this embarrassed her no end. Then, when I got a little older, I evidently got over my shy streak, because I often had to sit under the teacher's desk for whispering. I never realized what I was doing until,- there I was again! Dale was in my grade, and he had the same problem. Sometimes he'd get there before I. Then I had to sit on a chair next to the teacher's desk. If I landed under the desk first, he'd be sure to land on the chair next to the desk. All of my older sisters remember this and never let me forget it. They were always well behaved, and I guess I embarrassed them all. I've often said that I deserved every naughty kid I ever had in school. I taught Grades 3-4 for 38 years, and dealt with plenty of naughty kids!