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!
Bugs and spiders can surely make any grown woman lose control. And don't even get me started on snakes....It was cute how the boy kept saying, "I'm ok."
ReplyDeleteOh no! I love that little phrase, I'm okay. Kids are so very forgiving. They are sweet little blessings. I know you felt bad but that is a story about a silver fish you will never forget. You story gots right on with you blog title :-)
ReplyDeleteI love that he came to your rescue! I
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