Hello my children! I'm sorry I trolled you with my "I quit Wattpad" post the other day. I posted it because I was really emotional one day, and I deleted it from my past. Now, I am introducing a segment where I will post "Manners with Cindy", or MWC every so often, where I teach you some valuable life lessons so that you have less of a chance of screwing up your life. This episode is brought to you because my aunt, who I never, EVER see, asked me if I was liking the sixth grade. I am in high school. Because of this, I was reminded of elementary school times. Enjoy! These are in no particular order.
Rule #1: There are different groups of the recess area: The basketball courts, the play structure, the baseball area, the swings, and some others. Most of the time, people will respect others choices and everyone has their own place to "belong," but if you are left alone, I advise you not to latch onto a group you have no idea about. It will just make everything awkward.
Rule #2: This rule relates to rule #1. Within the first month or so of school, everyone figures out which group they "belong" to, and there is a rule that should be taken seriously: The oldest grade in the school gets dibs on whatever they want. They deserve it: they were in this hell-hole for the longest.
Rule #3: I don't know about your elementary school, but mine had these "yard duties," which were ladies who patrolled the playground to make sure no one got hurt and no one was breaking the rules. There was one yard duty who we'll call Toni (if you went to school with me, then you know EXACTLY who I'm talking about.). Toni was famous for catching kids and chasing them around until they fessed up. The rule: If Toni or any other yard duty chases some kids through your group, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE. If you are stupid enough to linger, at least cover for the people who ran.
