When I was in 7th grade, a boy sitting behind me unzipped my dress. I took my whole stack of books that was on my desk and crash them over his head. I was the one sent to the principals office and got suspended.
Violet
I wasn’t a mischievous child and don’t remember getting into a lot of trouble. But I am told that I had a terrible temper, and was very obstinate. I could throw kits and never relent. I could spoil a good time.
One Summer on a Saturday, with relatives visiting we were planning on to little Beaver Park for a picnic an swimming. I insisted on riding in the front seat but the answer was “no”. After a hour of screaming, crying, and fighting, the trip was canceled. I usually hurt myself with my temper than I did others. I gradually learned this lesson as I grew older, so I had to try and control my temper and be more wiling to compromise.
I am glad I outgrew that phase of my life.
Rob
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