Standing in a corner! (non-fiction)

Standing in a Corner – by Teresa Smeigh

I was definitely a goody-two-shoes when I was younger. I was mostly terrified of getting in trouble and it didn’t happen often because I didn’t want to be punished. So of the 3 of us I was usually the better behaved.

Now the one thing I was guilty of was siding with either my brother or my sister in a situation. I was the oldest and I guess they just never thought to gang up on me.

Anyhow one day in Kindergarten (6 years old) I was told to not do something. I wish I could remember what it was at this point, but the memory of the exact circumstances eludes me. Now I might be a goody-two-shoes, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t be stubborn when I wanted to. And I do mean stubborn. I would forget about getting in trouble when my mind was made up.

I was yelled at to stop doing whatever it was and I smartly told her NO! This stunned her because I was always a good, respectful kid.

Then she ordered me to the corner. Again I told her NO!

She practically dragged me over to the corner and I was told to stay. I stayed, but my face was not facing the corner. She finally gave up. She probably figured she made as much progress as she was going to in the situation.

Tessa

About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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