Definition Essay On Shame

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Shame
Shame is an important emotion that is commonly felt within a person in many different situations. It can affect one’s pride and self-esteem. It is caused by humiliation and guilt. I found that out when I was in the fifth grade. I never knew that experiencing shame could be the worst feeling ever. At the age of ten I encountered shame the most on two occasions. My first occasion of shame all started in fifth grade, when my teacher was Mrs. Baggett. She had brown and blonde curly hair. She taught me reading and language arts. I was a pretty bright and intelligent student, but I did not like to get on my teachers bad side. One day we had a school assembly. We had a motivational speaker come and speak to use about being responsible students. …show more content…

I had planned to come to school with a better behavior. When the week was almost over, I ended up getting in trouble again, except worst this time. It all started in P.E. when we had to run laps outside. As I was running, there was a girl who tried to boss me around and tell me what to do. So I got angry and pushed her. She then told the coaches and somehow I ended up in the assistant principal’s office. Once again my blood was boiling, and I was ready to psych out. I was very upset and shamed because the girl lied on me and said I tried to beat her up. As I was waiting in the chair to speak to the assistant principal, I was thinking to myself about how much trouble I was going to be in, when I got home. Minutes later the principal came and talked to me. She first explained to me that I had never gotten in trouble before. After that she gave me a big lecture on what happened between me and the girl. She decided to call my parents and the teacher had to give me a mark in my planner. When I got back in the classroom the teacher wrote the mark and she realized I cut the other note out of the planner. She told me to let me parents see my planner and how I cut the other note out. I had to bring it back signed by my parents. Once I got home, my parents were waiting for me in the living room. Somehow they knew about everything I did. They even knew about the not I cut out my planner. So I did not have to explain anything to them.

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