One time I got into big trouble.
Like sent to the prinicipal's office big trouble.
And I lied to my mom about it.
But the truth came out.
Fourth grade girls are mean. I was a fourth grade girl and I was mean. Groups of three girls is never good. One always gets left out and in this instance I was the girl leaving the other one out.
I have no idea why I did what I did. I guess that just goes to show how small and stupid it was probably was. But either way, it happened. Two of us decided to gang up on the third person in our trio. In ganging up on her,
And the list went on and on.
Not only did my other friend and I sign this petition, but we had our classmates sign it as well. I think we aimed to get our whole class to sign it.
I am so embarrassed even writing this. As a teacher and now a mother, I would be FURIOUS at this behavior. Really disgusting.
Well, the girl's mom found out (probably because she went home crying about it) and called the principal.
The next morning I get sent down to the principal's office. I had no idea I was in trouble. He was a big dude. Super nice guy unless you crossed him. Then he could scare the shi** out of you. And that is what he did to me. I don't remember exactly what he said, but it ended with lots of tears and ripping the petition up and apologizing profusely to the girl (who was my friend...ugh girls are so mean!)
I never said anything to my parents. I figured I would never have to. The principal and the teacher didn't call home, so I was home free.
Until we were going on a class trip a few weeks later and the chaperones? My mom and her mom. I remember so clearly going into my parent's bedroom and telling my mom what happened and how sorry I was and all the details. And boy was she pissed. Not even so much about the incident but about me not telling her when it happened.
The three of us went on to remain friends through elementary school. But I gotta be honest when I think back to stuff like this, it makes me really scared to have a girl. I see how mean girls can be to each other from childhood through adulthood.
I hope Jenna's nice. That's all - I don't care so much about intelligence or looks or any of that. I just hope I can raise her to be a good person.
This was written as part of Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.