One of my earliest memories is not a happy one. It’s 1985 and I’m a Kindergarten student at Chepstow Elementary School. A fellow student of mine just barfed at the back of the classroom. A lot. Mrs. Long takes a box out of one of the cupboards and sprinkles its powdery contents over the pond of puke. I fail to realize at the time that it’s an absorbent powder designed to help with the clean-up.
Mrs. Long leaves the vomit for later and turns her attention back to the class. I pray Johnny Pukey Pants doesn’t sit next to me during Reading Circle.
A few steps from the exit my feet suddenly fly out from under me. I land with an audible SPLAT, knocking my breath out. It’s immediately clear what has happened. I’m lying in Pukey Pants’ regurgitated breakfast.
Too embarrassed to tell Mrs. Long, I clamber to my feet and dash out the door. The rest of the day is spent covered in barf.
Moral of the Story: The more you rush, the more mistakes you’ll make. Slow down. No matter how rushed your day seems, take time to step back and get your head on straight. Whether it’s having a coffee break, taking a walk around the block at lunch or taking a nap, pausing now and again will help ensure you don’t wind up on your back in a puddle of puke.
When has rushing gotten you in trouble?
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