When I was younger I spent my summers in Maine with my Mother's sisters and all of my cousins. One of my aunts was a nut when it came to table manners and being proper at the dinner table. When my cousin Kelsey and me didn't reach her standard of etiquette, she sent us to school. And not just any school, but a school where you learn how to act proper, know what fork to use for what meal, and how to sit when sitting at a dinner table. It was awful, every Wednesday morning we would wake up, put on our pretty dresses and make our way down the old dirt road to the center of town, where we would sit with straight spines for hours on end. By the end of the summer my cousin and I were correcting our aunt on her manners, we found great fun in this.
Even though at the age of ten i found this a huge waste of my summer, today I am able to look back on it and correct myself. I'm a pro when it comes to setting tables, sitting up straight, and eating properly. It taught me what life was going to be like when i was older, and never resorted to my poor table manners again. This experience did prepare me for adulthood which I am grateful for today.
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