A Kindergartener asked me if he could use the bathroom. I nodded and he quickly walked to the in-class restroom, gently closed the door, then LET OUT A SHRIEK OF LIVING DEATH.
I walked over to the bathroom door just in time for "Johnny" to exit. I asked him if he made that noise in the bathroom. He nonchalantly said, "No." While he was washing his hands, his teacher said to him in the calmest, sweetest, most patient voice ever, "Now, Johnny, remember we've talked about this many times before - we can hear you when you are in the bathroom."
I couldn't hold it together and had to step out of the room. I was laughing so hard that tears were in my eyes.
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