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    Naturally, I couldn’t help my upbringing, since my parents

    taught me that ma’am and sir are respectful terms that I


    should use towards people in order to be polite.

    But this lady wasn’t having my politeness.

    “Stop talking in my class!”, she said.

    Now I will admit, I was talking to my friend sitting next to


    me.

    However, I apologized with a simple,

    “Yes ma’am, sorry ma’am.”, I said as sincerely as I could.

    “Why do you have to have the last word Anthony?!” , she


    angrily replied.

    At this point I was a bit confused.

    Not even mother would’ve yelled at me for that, and that’s


    saying something.

    “Be quiet and stop talking back to me!”, she continued.

    “Yes ma’am.”, I said.

    I quickly realized my mistake.

    “Go to the principal’s office now and explain yourself!”,


    she yelled.

    After that, I left the class like she said. I was genuinely
    confused.

    I had never even been given a detention, much less sent


    to the office.

    So I explained to my principal what happened, and she


    believed me.
    My school was tiny, so we had a couple conversations in
    the past, and I could tell she liked me.

    Mrs. Williams sighed and told me,

    “Anthony, just make sure that you don’t give her a reason
    to yell at you. Even if it’s hard, do your best to be
    respectful to her. Now go back to class and enjoy the rest
    of your day.”

    So I went back to class, and told Ms. Eck that,

    “Yes, Mrs. Williams taught me not to talk back to you


    ma’am.”

    She was really just an irritable old lady.

    One time she gave my friend and I lunc


    I knew a student, who was a wonderful young man.
    Everyday, he came to school prepared, dressed (in his
    school “uniform”) and was a pleasure to to have in class
    according to his teachers.

    One day he was sent to my office by one of his teacher’s


    because he wasn’t wearing his school “uniform” ( blue
    polo shirt and khaki or blue pants). I asked him why he
    didn’t have on his uniform and he said his mother had not
    had a chance to do laundry.

    Having heard that (excuse) hundreds of times, I told the


    young man that I needed to speak with his mother to
    confirm his story. He noted that her phone wasn’t working
    but she would be there to pick him up after school. I told
    him that I would talk to his mother after school and sent
    him back to class with a PE shirt to wear (school policy).

    At 3:00 sharp, he came to my office and informed me his


    mother was outside waiting. I walked outside with him
    and went over to the car. As I neared the car I noticed
    that it was full of clothes, bags, etc. His mother
    immediately started apologizing for all the “junk” in the
    car, explaining that they were in the process of moving.
    She also apologized for not having a working phone.

    When I inquired about his uniform, his mother looked


    ashamed and said, “I’m really sorry about his uniform, but
    we are actually between shelters and have been living in
    the car for about a month.” It turns out they were
    homeless, hungry, using the restroom at a nearby park to
    bath, etc. But still he came to school, ready to learn, every
    single day!!!

    I learned a powerful lesson that day about courage,


    tenacity, and class!!

    PS. I referred them to the district (homeless) services


    department and they were able to find them shelter, food,
    etc.

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