It was morning recess at school. David and I were doing what all 6-year old boys like to do: chase girls! The fun went horribly wrong when David picked up a girl’s coat and threw it into a mud puddle. The girl cried, like all 6-year old girls do so well, and David and I were ushered off by the scruff of our necks to Mr Cadd’s office.
Mr Cadd was the school principal. We also knew him from church. That made sitting in his office even more difficult.
“Mr Rice, I’ve never seen you in my office before. Learn from what’s going to happen to David. If I ever see you in my office again, the same thing is going to happen to you.”
He opened the right hand desk drawer and pulled out a red ping pong paddle. “David, you know what to do.” David bent over Mr Cadd’s knee. Three swift hits were loudly applied to David’s “seat of learning.” He cried and I solemnly vowed never to get into trouble in school.
Experiential knowledge is helpful, but wisdom is of so much greater value. Getting into trouble may set a wayward life straight, but learning from a friend’s trouble can keep you on the path altogether.
My son, hear the instruction of your father, and do not forsake the law of your mother; for they will be a graceful ornament on your head, and chains about your neck (Proverbs 1:8-9).