mean yard-duty lady

remember that one time, long ago when i was playing on the playground with the rest of the kids- and the whole group of us found a cat? we chased that cat all around the playground. seriously, probably 30 of us. it was great fun, and i saw nothing wrong with the whole situation. anyway, the yard-duty lady decided that we should stand on the fence for 5 minutes because we were being so bad. i was absolutely distraught, and quite mortified. i remember i was wearing a red tank top with a little pocket on the front and jean shorts. it was a friday. i was crying. and i was the only honest student apparently, because i was the only one on the fence. i basically despised that lady. never would i turn into someone that mean.

well, turns out that i am that mean because i made a little boy cry today.

it was truly not mean, i watched the video tape. this little boy got his first warning... and he decided to not pay attention for the second time. i waited for him to pay attention. i gave positive reinforcement to the other students around him... but there comes a time when enough is enough. and he needed to go to time out. so i sent him there, where he proceeded to cry for 5 minutes, meanwhile wrenching my heart into a million pieces because i DID NOT want to be the mean yard-duty lady. i scrimped, i pleaded, i praised, and i feel that my efforts to become his best friend and fix the time-out incident were probably in vain.

he will forever remember the day that he cried in PE in the second grade. he will remember that he was wearing a grey sweater, and the mean byu lady put him on time out.

shameful.