I remember when I was 4 or 5 I went to the local grocery store with my Dad. I wanted some gum, my dad told me no, later while checking I grabbed a few pieces and stuffed them into my pocket.
While my Dad was loading the groceries into the car I got one of the ill gotten goods out of my pocket and placed in my mouth. About half way home my Dad looked over and asked what I had in my mouth........
We got home and my Dad called Mr. Brown, dad told Mr. Brown he had caught a thief and he was bringing him back up to the store. All the way to the store dad is telling me I might have to go to jail!
Dad walked me into the store and said, Here he is Brownie! Tell him what you did Son and give him back what you took....and Dad left.
So I had to apologize to Mr. Brown that I stole a few pieces of gum. I was crying because I was sure I was going to jail.
Never did it again
