1. A few mornings in the past months, maybe 3 or 4, I woke up for work at ridiculous O'clock and the first word out of my mouth was sugar-honey-ice-tea....without the sweetness. Then I remembered, my parents raised me civilized.
2. I had (still have) a balance at the library. Everyone knows when they have a balance at the local library! I don't know why some librarians, in their otherwise hush-insistent professionalism, all of a sudden lose this persona when announcing your fines. I asked a librarian to shush. Is that wrong or just ironic? She was loud!
3. I was reviewing short vowel vs. long vowel words with my third graders and the word 'put' came up. I told them the the u is short as in ugh- up because it is a CVC word. A kid asked about the past tense of it being short also (the same), I gave a non-example. I used "pooted" . They did not recover.
4. I received a nasty email from an high strung parent early in the morning, along with a call from my car credit company that fed me an appetite for a tasteless day. I was then regretfully rude to an old friend, in the same way the parent was rude to me. I felt like the person deserved it, then my mum told me "No, you are to never be mean to people". In her simplicity, she was profoundly wise.
With mum's scold, I felt like a child again. A child who knew better, but who just really had to get that last cookie in the jar. I had the cookie crumbs resting at the corner of my mouth, defiantly saving more for later. Anyway, after mum's reprimand and my little angel reminding me that my words should be weapons for good, I wiped the crumbs by calling to apologize. It felt right and good to confess and apologize, until the old friend told me they hadn't read the email yet. Lol. Then it just felt....just. My humble pie came with whipped embarrassment. Serves me right!
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