Since morning sickness and fatigue is still playing a major role in my life right now, I’ve decided to re-publish some of my more popular posts from the past. I hope to be up and running again soon!
I donâ€™t remember much from my younger days but there is something that I can still recall in vivid detail.
When I was younger, I hated to eat vegetables. My mother never forced me and felt that one day I would learned to eat them on my own. She was right. I love vegetables now.
Anyway, back in Kindergarten, I used to hide my vegetables in my empty milk carton. This went on for a while until the teacher caught me. Boy, was I in trouble. She scolded me and made me stand in front of the class holding my lunch tray. Once it was naptime, she sat me at her desk, emptied out the carton, and insisted that I eat the cole slaw. Yuck!
Of course, I refused and told her that if I did, I would get sick. She said it was all in my head. I still refused. Finally, she forced me to eat them by feeding me herself.
Guess what happened? Yup, I got sick all.over.her.desk. HA! Serves her right. However, when I looked up, I saw the whole class watching me. I could have died.
She was so mad that she took me to the Principalâ€™s office to call my Mother. I didnâ€™t care. I already knew what my Mom would say. When the teacher got her on the phone, to her surprise, my Mom started scolding her. â€œYou do not make my child eat something she doesnâ€™t want to eat.â€, she said. Go Mom!
That was the last time I was ever forced to eat my vegetables.
What is one of your embarrassing childhood stories? Câ€™mon, I know you have one.
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