Embarassment

Asher had dashed into the classroom, late as usual, arriving breathlessly, in the middle of the chanting of the morning anthem. “I apologize for inconveniencing, my learning community,” Asher ran through the standard apology phrase rapidly, still catching his breath. A final decision, a terrible punishment, an overwhelming statement of failure. “I apologize to my classmates,” Asher concluded. “We accept your apology, Asher.” The class recited the standard response in unison. Many of the students were biting their lips to keep from laughing. He had hung his head with guilt and embarrassment.