In the fourteen years I have been on this earth, there have been many times I should have shown respect, but this one time rivals every other time by a long shot. This particular time I should have shown respect happened when I was younger. The consequences of this time had snapped me out of the little stage of disrespecting everyone. It was a crisp Autumn day in Dierks, Arkansas when my family and I were cleaning the house and the yard. My grandma had told me the consequences of not finishing, but I just thought she was telling me all that just to get me to clean. So as usual I told her that I would help. However, instead of helping, I went and played my video games. A couple hours later, Mammaw told me to get up of my lazy butt and get
