Wednesday, May 16, 2012

on being mad

Today during bathroom break a little boy from the other class was talking. This is a boy, we'll call him T, who is absolutely, innocently a six year old. He's never doing what he's supposed to be doing, but he loves trains and he's got the cutest little face.

Anyway, I gave him a strike for talking and went back to my business. Next thing I know, he comes out of the bathroom with his entire shirt unbuttoned down to his belt - little chest bared. After a moment of shock, I collected myself enough to ask, "T why did you do that to your shirt?".

He replied through pursed lips, "I was mad."

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