True story, she sent me to the principal's office and I returned to class with a lollipop in my mouth. I didn't realize the significance of that until I was older.
Is there significance to this beyond the obvious, that the principal agreed with you and rewarded you for it after telling you not to do it again? The way you phrased this made it sound like there's more subtext to this, but I'm missing it.
I had grown up in an immigrant family and had no idea what cursing was. In first grade I heard that two boys got in trouble because they were "cursing" in the bathroom. I thought they were performing witchcraft and was really confused.
Eh, that's not too young. While I never called someone I perceived to be my superior a bad name (because I wanted to live) I did have a potty mouth by the age four. I'd say "goddamnit" a lot.
One bright and early morning in the summer of 1980, I called my grandma an asshole because I wanted her to get out of bed and come downstairs. I was 3 years old and I imagine I said it in a sweet and innocent voice.
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