Christine DeRose

I was in first grade. Sister St. Arthur was my teacher and I was very afraid of her. We had these little pouches that we kept numbers and letters in and they hung on a hook on the side of our desks. One Friday, my hook broke off. I was so afraid that I was going to be punished for that. I was upset all weekend and then pretended I was sick on Monday so I wouldn't have to go to school and face Sister St. Arthur! My Mom said I had to go on Tuesday. I was crying so hard but when I got to school the hook was fixed. The janitor had fixed it over the weekend and no one ever said a word about it. I was so relieved!!!! It's funny the things we felt so guilty for. Still do! lol

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