Known to many, life is full of challenging adversities. May that be a cloudy day for a young child wanting to play outside or being fired from a job as an adult, everyone leaves the situation with new knowledge, and maybe a couple funny memories too. It was first grade, the prime year of recess, counting, and learning to read. This particular day was mundane because our usual teacher had not been there and instead, we were stuck with a basic substitute. While she was helping out other classmates, I sat at my flip desk looking at my sticker covered pencil case and daydreaming about my barbies. Echoing through my mind while still in trance, the obnoxious sub called out, “Everyone go grab a whiteboard and marker and find your shape to sit on”. Snapping me out of my princess fantasy, I raced to the marker bin to retrieve the holy grail of markers, the Cherry scented red marker. This marker was special because there was only one like it, and if you had the marker in possession, everyone looked on in jealousy. All the kids grabbed red markers from the bin and started to stiff them crazily testing their luck. When I sniffed my second choice, Wala! I had found the one. I raced to the large blue carpet and found …show more content…
“You guys should not have started this without your teacher here! I am going to have to write a note to take home and sign”. OH NO. The note. The worst nightmare for a first grader. On the note was a description of what happened and a long line for the parent’s signature. After retrieving the death-paper we headed to recess, where my mind was spinning with ideas. What if I signed the note? I mean it wasn’t like I did anything wrong. I’d be helping out my parents. My schemes snowballed in my head and finally I had an idea. Later that night I sat down at my plastic red and yellow desk. With no parent’s in sight, I used my best Hancock to complete the