11/22/2005

thankful lessons

When I was in 2nd grade Sister Leona pulled my braids. She thought I was talking during class when actually it was the girl behind me. "Ow, that hurt," I exclaimed as she grabbed a hold of my nicely woven braid. "NWC you need to pay attention," she screamed. I think she was having a bad day because typically she only slapped your hands with a ruler, she never resorted to the hair pulling tactic. I couldn't quite remember that it was better to keep my mouth shut then to respond, "You need glasses because it wasn't me talking." She didn't like my response so she pulled my other braid. "I said that hurt, are you deaf too," I yelled. "Go to the principal's office right now," she ordered. Sister Mary Ann, the principal, was actually a friend of my dad's. My dad was the president of the School Board so I was treated a little different than the other kids. I guess they knew if they pissed my dad off, he could really make life hell for them. So anyway, I march my tiny cheeks (Sister Leona's words - not mine) down to the principal's office. "NWC, what did you do now," Sister Mary Ann asked? "I didn't do anything, that crazy Leona pulled my hair because she thought I was talking in class but it wasn't me, it was the girl behind me," I answered. "Well NWC you must have done something or you wouldn't be sitting her in my office," she responded. "Well, I just told her it wasn't me, oh and I asked her if she was deaf too," I whispered. "NWC you need to learn not to talk back to your elders," she said. "Children should be seen and not heard," she reminded me. "So why did God give me a mouth and a tongue for if I'm not suppose to say anything," I asked. I think I stumped her because she didn't answer me. "NWC, please don't talk back to Sister Leona anymore, you need to be kind to her," she said. "Why do I need to be kind to her," I asked? "Because being kind to someone even when we think they are not using their brain, is the right thing to do," she said. I went back to class and settled in my chair. Sister Leona marched over to my desk and pulled my braid again. "What was that for," I yelled. "It was for that smart mouth of yours," she yelled. I reached out and patted her on the hand. "What was that for," she asked. "That was for your stupid brain."

I didn't wear my hair in braids for the rest of the year.

When I was in 2nd grade I learned to be kind to people even if I thought they were stupid. I practice that lesson a lot....and I'm thankful for that.

10 Comments:

  1. Joe said...
    Great lines, NWC. I was laughing all the way through.

    And best of all, I now understand why you're nice to me. ;-)
    Blueprincesa said...
    brilliant.
    Annalis said...
    Painful lesson but a valuable one. Great post.
    Zoozan said...
    just loved that post :-)
    WDKY said...
    Ah, right... now I understand a little more about you educational background it explains a lot.

    Do you still have those little cheeks?
    Jaimie said...
    Ha! That was good. My boyfriend has told me stories about a "paddle" when he went to school. We didn't have that when I was in school, but according to your blog, he was actually telling the truth.
    Glad you got her back! And a lesson was learned at the same time, too.
    sirreene said...
    An amazing & smart young little girl.
    Sky said...
    Now, if you ever pat my on my head I will know what you are saying :).
    That story was hilarious.
    k o w said...
    Brings back memories of Sister St. James and my clashes with her in 3rd grade.

    I swear she was a pawn for the devil.
    NewYorkMoments said...
    I'm thankful I never had to go to Catholic school!

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