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When you were little......

YorkieonmyPillow — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:17:54 GMT

What are some embarrassing or weird things that happened to you when you were little?

It can be embarassment on your part, or by proxy.

When I was in first grade, I went to the bathroom and the stall door got jammed. I got scared and started crying.
That was embarrassing.

In third grade, students were lined up at the teacher's desk with questions about their work. This little girl apparently needed to use the bathroom - REALLY badly.

She took her place at the end of the line, but she couldn't wait - instead of just going on to the bathroom, she stood there in front of the class and wet herself. She cried.

Embarrassment-by-proxy.

That's why I have never watched game shows; I get embarrassed for the contestants......

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scotttie — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:26:26 GMT

2nd grade. Teacher moved my desk up against the wall cuz I was a talker....hard to imagine I know ;-)

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ECBG — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:28:14 GMT

Oh my! What we remember! I was in private kindergarden and this little girl who was visiting with her mother, yanked the door open! Hardly traumatic, but when you're little there is no frame of referance then! LOL!!!

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Bird mama — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:38:23 GMT

The first few times that I was sent to the principal's office were embarassing.

What can I say, even when I was a kid, when you asked me what I thought about something, I told you.

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momtochloe — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:40:23 GMT

@scotttie wrote:
2nd grade. Teacher moved my desk up against the wall cuz I was a talker....hard to imagine I know ;-)

Scotttie, I didn't realize that was you sitting next to me . . . oh heavens I was always getting my desk dragged around for being chatty . . . oy!

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deepwaterdotter — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:54:35 GMT

I wore the bottom of my baby-doll pajamas to school under my dress in first grade. I was afraid someone would notice under the stall when I used the restroom, but no one did. Never did that again

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nunya — Fri, 10 Jul 2015 23:59:10 GMT

@scotttie wrote:
2nd grade. Teacher moved my desk up against the wall cuz I was a talker....hard to imagine I know ;-)

I got paddled a few times for my inability to shut up

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Bird mama — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:01:32 GMT

Nunya, I was forced to kneel on a bag of rice for long periods of time for talking. I also was forced to do squats in the back of the room for talking.

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nunya — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:07:46 GMT

@Bird mama wrote:
Nunya, I was forced to kneel on a bag of rice for long periods of time for talking. I also was forced to do squats in the back of the room for talking.

Squats? Wowza that would have made me zip it LOL

I was benched for the whole semester in PE playing hockey, hitting the puck like a pinata is against the rules .

I was a handful as a child.

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Surfnturf — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:10:45 GMT

In 1st grade, the teacher rapped my knuckles with a ruler for nibbling on a cupcake during class.

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misspammie — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:12:06 GMT

me too me too!!! and she was NASTY. she belittled a young man and I'll never forget it. she was HUGE and maybe nasty beause of that, but she was awful for a 2nd grade teacher. while I was by her desk and facing the wall,,,,,the entire school came in to sign up for a tallent show,,,,so everyone saw me including my older brother's class......I remember it well.

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Bird mama — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:22:33 GMT

@nunya

The things I described happened in first and second grade. I went to Catholic grade school and part of the problem was that I would complete the class work and then be bored. Bored sometimes turned into disruptive.

Back then my Ma took me to a doctor and he prescribed phenobarbital (small dose). In school, when the parish priest would visit class rooms, the students would stand up and say Good Morning Father XXXX.

Well I went from a ginger with perfect braids, immaculate jumper, blouse tucked in, socks pulled up ......

to a ginger with her hair all over the place, blouse hanging out, socks down around my ankles, sitting in my desk.

When the priest came in, all the kids but me stood up. The teacher said, Bernadette Father XXXX is here. I vividly remember saying, I see him.

I was sent to the office that time too.

My mom stopped the phenobarb, and cut back my sugar intake. She told the teachers, if she finishes her work, give her more or have her clean the board or something.

EDITED TO ADD - what I described a few posts above happened once each. My mother didn't endorse that kind of treatment by nuns or laypeople. My mother was one of those people who did not allow others to lay hands on their kids. If I was wrong and she would ask me in the office and I usually admitted to doing something, the spanking started in the office and continued across the street from the school (I lived across the street).

My mother didn't think her kids were perfect and she had no problem grounding us for bad behavior.

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nunya — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:29:48 GMT

Birdmama ...your posts rmind me of reading the Ramona children books.

I was disruptive too, but not because I finished my work. I think they passed me so they never had to see me again.

That's crazy for a first or second grader to be doing squats for punishment.

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ECBG — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:33:20 GMT

@Bird mama wrote:
@nunya

The things I described happened in first and second grade. I went to Catholic grade school and part of the problem was that I would complete the class work and then be bored. Bored sometimes turned into disruptive.

Back then my Ma took me to a doctor and he prescribed phenobarbital (small dose). In school, when the parish priest would visit class rooms, the students would stand up and say Good Morning Father XXXX.

Well I went from a ginger with perfect braids, immaculate jumper, blouse tucked in, socks pulled up ......

to a ginger with her hair all over the place, blouse hanging out, socks down around my ankles, sitting in my desk.

When the priest came in, all the kids but me stood up. The teacher said, Bernadette Father XXXX is here. I vividly remember saying, I see him.

I was sent to the office that time too.

My mom stopped the phenobarb, and cut back my sugar intake. She told the teachers, if she finishes her work, give her more or have her clean the board or something.

EDITED TO ADD - what I described a few posts above happened once each. My mother didn't endorse that kind of treatment by nuns or laypeople. My mother was one of those people who did not allow others to lay hands on their kids. If I was wrong and she would ask me in the office and I usually admitted to doing something, the spanking started in the office and continued across the street from the school (I lived across the street).

My mother didn't think her kids were perfect and she had no problem grounding us for bad behavior.

Totally forgot! I went to a Catholoc school as well (but we were Luthern), and the nun spanked my hand for not being able to write straight without a line...I ended up having the highest Interior Design classes in the state in the state for ten years! Left that school at ten...

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brbfromTX — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:35:54 GMT

To this day I'm embarrassed when I think about it-First day of 6th grade-after lunch and I started my period for the first time. I didn't have any pads and I crammed toilet paper in my panties. Well you guessed it's-I had a leak. (I still remember my cute little scooter skirt-blue with tiny pink roses). My teacher called me out in the hall and told me what she had noticed. I went to the nurse horrified. My mom came and just took me home. I missed the next day too!

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Bird mama — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:38:10 GMT

Nunya, Miss Dorothy got away with each once.

When I was younger I think I would have been doubled promoted had I been in public school.

Things were better by about 4th grade.

The next time it hit the skids was when we got a new male teacher named Frank in the 8th grade. Guy was a pig. He used to drink Maalox like a maniac and looked like a wild dog foaming at the mouth.

The first day of school, he hit my skinny left arm with a paddle - I didn't scream nor did I cry. I looked him in the eye and said, you are going to regret doing that. No need to send me to the office, because I am taking my purse and going voluntarily. Just so you know, you will be meeting my mother shortly and I suspect it will be unpleasant for you.

Frank used to look up girls skirts or try to look down their blouses. We ha some girls who matured and looked womanly at 8th grade. I was not one of them (lol) so I didn't have to worry about that.

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lovescats — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:52:32 GMT

The nuns used to announce over the intercom who didn't have their tuition paid yet. I never told my parents. It was always the same people. My parents didn't have a lot of money and when I got older I thought my father must have paid when he got his tax refund. I was so glad when I didn't go to high school there.

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YorkieonmyPillow — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:55:07 GMT

@brbfromTX wrote:
To this day I'm embarrassed when I think about it-First day of 6th grade-after lunch and I started my period for the first time. I didn't have any pads and I crammed toilet paper in my panties. Well you guessed it's-I had a leak. (I still remember my cute little scooter skirt-blue with tiny pink roses). My teacher called me out in the hall and told me what she had noticed. I went to the nurse horrified. My mom came and just took me home. I missed the next day too!

OMG, those sort of incidents are excrutiating!

I remember in fifth grade, there was a girl sitting in the classroom alone.....no one would go in there because she stunk.

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Bird mama — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:55:40 GMT

@lovescats wrote:
The nuns used to announce over the intercom who didn't have their tuition paid yet. I never told my parents. It was always the same people. My parents didn't have a lot of money and when I got older I thought my father must have paid when he got his tax refund. I was so glad when I didn't go to high school there.

Oh my God - that is horrible.

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MacDUFF — Sat, 11 Jul 2015 00:56:31 GMT

@Bird mama wrote:
...you will be meeting my mother shortly and I suspect it will be unpleasant for you...

Was it!!?? Tell!