At my first years of life, takes place the most embarrassing moments of my life, and here, I’m willing to admit only one of them. When I was in my five-six years, definitively in kinder, I was used to go walking to the school with a childhood friend and one of our parents, typically, with one of our mothers. One day no one of our mothers was able to bring us to the school, so my friend’s father got ready to bring us to school. All was going good, what could be wrong bringing two kids to school? We arrived to school; her dad carried us to the classroom and leaved us in that place. The problem? It wasn’t our classroom, there weren’t our classmates, and there was another teacher. Both of us were very shy, we were alone in that unknown class, all were watching us, my face was red, we couldn’t speak, I was embarrassed and scared, I think my friend was too. We cried so fast, making the moment just more embarrassing. It was a very short time but I felt it really long, few moments lat...