For much of our lives we are faced with situations where we come across the opportunity to make ethical and unethical decisions or opinions. We meet difficult people who live their lives unethically. Do we allow them to influence us? Do we become transparent and lose ourselves when it seems like everyone is doing something morally wrong? I for one, do not give in to this peer pressure. My first experience with unethical behavior was when I started learning to write while I was in kindergarten. When I was in kindergarten, I went to a Catholic school in Waynesboro. All my lessons were taught by nuns, and very strict nuns at that. If a child was suspected of doing something wrong, he or she was immediately sent to the principal's office. There was nothing the child could say or do that would convince the teacher otherwise. This was their punishment system. Often a child was punished by losing colored cards on a board in front of the classroom. Whoever created the graph must have devoted a lot of care and attention to its purpose. It was so grand that it was kind of over the top. The first card was green, the second yellow and the third red. When the third card was drawn, the entire class had to suffer the consequences of whoever had drawn their cards. As a result, this usually puts a strain on many children's friendships. Looking back, I don't see it as an appropriate or effective form of punishment, especially after what happened when I started learning to write. When I was taught to write, to the horror of my kindergarten teacher, my first instinct was to use my left hand. I didn't understand why he reacted so badly when I took the pencil with my left hand. She immediately... middle of paper... it was the first time I saw him cry. He begged me to forgive him and let us work things out. Despite my pride, I agreed to give him a second chance. Even though I was able to forgive him only a few months after that night, Joe spent years trying to make it up to me. To this day, he still hasn't forgiven himself for the pain he put me through. Joe made a mistake, and while it was unethical, he was the best guy I could have ever asked for from that event. People often find themselves making mistakes, whether intentional or unintentional. I have long since forgiven the nuns at my old school for their mistreatment and have put my experience at the stake house restaurant in my past. We must not hold grudges against unethical people and situations, otherwise we may find ourselves susceptible to behaving unethically. Of all things, I strive to never be a hypocrite.