I’ve had another recent memory of my childhood—this time from grade one.
In our little two-room school-house i remember that i had to sit in the front room for grade because i was one of the few, if not the only one who wore glasses. It seemed the teachers always made those of use who wore glasses, to sit at the front.
This particular day, we all were colouring and Mrs. D., our teacher, was standing at the front of the class reading from a storybook. As she was reading, i was taken by and distracted by my classmate Billy who also colouring (he sat next to me at the front too)…
i thought what he was colouring, was beautiful. And, so i simply leaned over to tell him saying something like, “that’s really pretty Billy—i like it’.
Right at the moment i had said that… Mrs. D., clouted me right over the head with the hardcover book she was reading from, shouting,
“Don’t interrupt me when i’m reading to the class!’
“Ouch—that hurt”, i said to myself…
I sometimes wonder if that’s perhaps why i deal with chronic neck + back pain to this day?
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