- After being told a million times not to ride my bike down the driveway of my Papaw and Mamaw's house, I did anyway. The driveway is a large hill ... My bike went out from under me and I finished the ride on my knees. I don't think I was reprimanded too much since the incident taught me a lesson in itself but I definitely got the "I told you so" speech. Not to mention, Mamaw poured alcohol over my wound to cleanse it. An innocent move? I think not!
- Once, our family visited Linville Caverns while on a family vacation. Our tour ended in a giftshop and while there, I grabbed a few
rings out of a basket. They were equivalent to quarter machine rings- the kind with a simple metal band and a smooth rock glued to the top. My mom found them with my belongings when we arrived back to our resort and asked me to explain. My sister and I both made up a story (which we considered genius) about finding them in a potted plant while we were waiting for the car to pull up. Eventually, the truth was sucked out of us and we had to write a letter to the store office explaining what we'd done and include the rings in efforts to return them. I don't know if they ever really sent the writeup and the rings but humiliation is an understatement.
- The first (and only?) time my parents grounded me, we had just moved into a new neighborhood and some of the neighbor kids had us out exploring; there were four of us. We ended up on the other side of a pond, across someone's fence-line and on their farm. I guess we'd been gone for hours and never told our parents where we were going :/
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