Playground Problems I should have never done what I did that day. I should have just walked away or made a sassy comment. Instead, an unfixable mistake was made. My mistake caused my first and only grounding and all of it could have been avoided. It was the summer of 2011, I was inside the house reading my favorite book, If you Give a Mouse a Cookie mythological allusion. It was as hot as a volcano outside, but my neighbors wanted to play outside Simile. We played with a ball for a while together until my brother came outside. When he came outside, we decided to play our favorite game on the swingset called, “The floor is lava” cultural allusion. All of us were getting along extraordinarily well until my brother and I got in an argument.
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“He was making mean comments about me in front of my friends,” I mumbled with tears in my eyes.
My dad joined in saying, “Still doesn’t give you any right to do that.”
“I know. I’m really sorry,” I cried. At this point I knew no matter what I said would bail me out of my consequence, but I did truly feel horrible. My mom and dad talked for some time before I was called back into the room.
“We have decided you will be grounded for a week with no electronics or friends,” they told me.
I accepted my punishment, even though I was very upset. With no electronics to play I decided to play with my loom bands cultural allusions. I spent the next week in my room reading or trying to play with anything I could find. Being locked in my room reminded me of Cinderella and her not being able to attend the ball mythological allusion.
That week, I learned no matter what my brother does there are certain lines you don’t cross, like pulling down people’s pants. For a couple of years, he wasn’t extremely happy, but as we grew older we have both learned to laugh about it. That week was the first and only time so far I have been grounded and I’ve learned a very valuable lesson from my
“He was making mean comments about me in front of my friends,” I mumbled with tears in my eyes.
My dad joined in saying, “Still doesn’t give you any right to do that.”
“I know. I’m really sorry,” I cried. At this point I knew no matter what I said would bail me out of my consequence, but I did truly feel horrible. My mom and dad talked for some time before I was called back into the room.
“We have decided you will be grounded for a week with no electronics or friends,” they told me.
I accepted my punishment, even though I was very upset. With no electronics to play I decided to play with my loom bands cultural allusions. I spent the next week in my room reading or trying to play with anything I could find. Being locked in my room reminded me of Cinderella and her not being able to attend the ball mythological allusion.
That week, I learned no matter what my brother does there are certain lines you don’t cross, like pulling down people’s pants. For a couple of years, he wasn’t extremely happy, but as we grew older we have both learned to laugh about it. That week was the first and only time so far I have been grounded and I’ve learned a very valuable lesson from my