At school today I pulled my clipboard out of the magazine holder I keep it in and silver fish came running out at me. I screamed and tried to get it with a tissue. But it hit the floor so I tried to stomp on it.
A cute, little 1st grade boy came running hollering "I'll get it! I'll get it, Mrs. Taylor!"
I told him "I think I got it but it might of run under the printer."
Then I felt something run across my foot. I screamed, jumped, threw my hands in the air. And. Smacked. The. Poor. Kid. Right. In. The. Face.
He grabbed his face repeatedly saying "I'm ok! I'm ok!"
Sheesh! I felt terrible! I grabbed him in a hug and inspected his face. He seemed ok to me but I felt just awful!
Welcome to the first week back from Spring Break! Ha!