Jan
26th
Mon
26th
Time Out
I remember a time when i was very young that i was sent to my room to be in time-out. I fell asleep on my bed. Hours later, I woke up and came downstairs, completely oblivious to the fact that I was ever being punished or that I had done something wrong. My mom gave me a stern look and asked, “Well? Are you sorry for what you’ve done?” I was unsure of what she meant. It took me nearly five minutes to determine what was happening. When she dutifully reminded me that I had done something wrong and that I was being punished for it, I simply took her word for it, turned around, went back upstairs, and fell back asleep.
