Memory Lane

I recalled a memory last night while talking to my sister. She was telling me that her son talks constantly, to which I reminded her that he's just like she was when she was little.
You know the saying, "I hope you have a kid JUST.LIKE.YOU.. well she did.

But it reminded me of something funny and I thought I'd share, since you don't have enough to laugh at me about....

I did go a through small phase in my childhood where I too talked too much. I was constantly getting in trouble for talking too much and getting out of my seat. This was a time when we were in the same class all day, or at least half a day if I remember. It was even on my report card a few times about talking too much in class.

Anyway, the teacher finally came to me and told me if I got up ONE.MORE.TIME, she was going to tie me to my chair. Well, the class got a good laugh out of it, but I didn't take it too seriously.

I guess I should have.

The next time I got out of my chair to talk to my friends, the teacher grabbed a roll of yarn and she actually tied me to my chair. I sat there tied to my chair for the rest of the day. It's quite amusing now, but it wasn't funny then. I remember the boys throwing stuff at me too.

Sure, pick on the little redhaired girl :P