Yesterday a stray memory surfaced, I tweeted about it, and then I discovered that I'm not the only person who is still burned up about something that happened to them in elementary school.
Here's what I remember from that long-ago incident:
We were taking a spelling test where the teacher read each word aloud and we had to write it down. I can't remember whether she used the words in a sentence or not, but we reached a word that she repeatedly pronounced "rule." As it turned out, the word was "rural" and I was extremely indignant that I'd missed it on the test because of her pronunciation. Apparently we were supposed to have reviewed the list of words in advance, so she thought I should have known "rural" was on the test. I'm sure I never reviewed the list because I was a good speller even then, but to this day I refuse to take the blame for missing the word on the test.
So I told Twitter about it and inadvertently tapped into a groundswell of suppressed childhood anger.
No pressure, teachers, but it turns out you may be more memorable for your students than you thought--and not in a good way.
If you've ever heard a kid exclaim, "It's not FAIR!" you can easily see why things like this stick with people. In elementary school, we're all starting to experience little glimpses of just how unfair life can be. The more surprised we were, the more we probably hold on to the memories.
And then there's this:
Ah, memory. What a bizarre storage device we all have to work with.