I picked up Lastborn from school at lunchtime today and asked him my daily question.
Mom: So, did you have fun today?
Lastborn: No. It was a day of humiliation.
Mom: Really?
Lastborn: yah.
So we got into the car and I began to question just what he meant by that, considering that I was surprised that he could even say the word.
Mom: So what happened that was so humiliating?
Lastborn: My teacher pasted my picture on a flower and showed it to everybody. It was so humiliating.
Mom: Was it? So did you tell your teacher that this bothered you?
Lastborn: No. But I told her to turn the flower over so that no one could see it.
Next, I explained the difference between humiliation and embarrassment to him.
Mom: So. Do you think maybe you were embarrassed instead of humiliated?
Lastborn: No. I was humiliated.
Wow. So I wonder how much therapy for this will be.
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