There is one day in sixth grade that I still remember to this day. My mom had thought that my dad was picking me up from school, and my dad thought my mom was. Needless to say, I ended up being left at school after all of the other students went home. Once the teachers realized, I was brought to the principal’s office to wait there while they called my parents to come pick me up. This was my first time in the principal’s office and I was so nervous. I had only ever associated it with being in trouble.
However, my principal at the time sat down with me and explained that my parents were on the way and that they would be there soon and I wasn’t in trouble. He said that to occupy the time, he would make a Cartesian Diver with me. For those who don’t know, it’s basically a bottle that has a diver inside that when you squeeze it, it sinks and when you release the bottle, it floats. We made those in his office for 20 minutes until my parents showed up. He let me take it home and I kept that bottle on my shelf in my room for years. I was so happy to have had that experience and I thought that having a new friendship with the principal was so cool.