A lesson learned

I was five years old the first time that I experienced it.

There was a group of us in Mrs. Graysons kindergarten class who one day decided to play a game of truth or dare.

As a child, I struggled socially with children my own age.

I never quite knew what to do, what to say, or just basically how to interact with them.

Now, when it came to adults, I knew to be quiet and respectful, speaking only when spoken to, as I had been trained by my mother. but, because my mother kept me so isolated I had no training in how to socialize with children my own age.

Because of this, I would observe, and take my social cues from the other children.

Anyway, we're playing truth or dare and I noticed that all of the children were choosing "dare."

When it's my turn I select "dare" too. My "dare" was to moon the class.

So, I pulled down my corduroys and I mooned the class. At the time, Mrs. Grayson's back was to the class which prevented her from seeing me complete my dare. But, my classmate Diana, who also happened to be the person who dared me, made sure to fill her in on what she missed.

I felt the sting of betrayal for many years, and wondered as to why she would dare me to do something, and then tell on me.