Indian Education Model

Second Grade:
My class consisted of future inmates, or maybe they were just seven year old boys with normal seven year old boy attitudes. Either way, as a seven year old girl I wasn't a fan of any of them. My friends and I usually spent the day chasing the boys back and forth across the playground. One of the boys in particularly was the ring leader of the underage gang. I'll call him Tyler. On day on the playground Tyler thought it would be fun to harass my sister (who at this time was in Kindergarten)  by chasing her around the playground. This didn't sit well with me. I caught up with him, giving him a hard shove into the dirt right in front of his friends and the teacher's table. He didn't retaliate and the teacher's didn't even seem to have noticed the incident.

First Grade:
I was just learning how to write full sentences. I could sing the alphabet song, but it still sounded like only twenty-two letters. LMNO was of course a letter in itself. My teacher had given us a handout to take home and have signed by our parent or guardian. I brought mine home told my mom that I needed her to sign the paper in my yellow folder and left it at that. The next day in class when Mrs. G asked who got there papers signed I realized that I didn't actually know what my Mother's signature looked like. I didn't raise my hand and stood on the fence during playground time that day.