In one of my classes this year, I have two girls who are non-stop talkers. They feed off each other, and since it’s a small class, they manage to dominate all conversations and activities. While they can drive me batty with their incessant droning, there’s something I have to admit: dealing with them might be payback.
When I was in eighth-grade, I couldn’t stop talking. I don’t know what it was, but I just couldn’t. I could be completely obnoxious, loud, and annoying. Was it the hormones? Nervous energy? Being the ‘big shots’ in the Jr. High building? Whatever it was, Mr. Bailey put me in the corner in English class. I had to use the counter as my desk and store my books in the cabinet above the sink. After a few weeks, the teacher said I could move back to a desk, but I told him I was better off in the corner (at least I had some self-monitoring).
So when I’m frazzled with these two rowdy girls at the end of the day, I take a deep breath and try to remember I was a little too similar at the same age. If I knew where Mr. Bailey was today, I’d let him know it all came around full circle.
What paybacks have you experienced?