I found this in a journal I kept when I was subbing:
I was subbing in a class of kindergarteners yesterday.
We'd had a very interesting morning. And I don't mean interesting in a good way.
As we got ready for centers in the afternoon, the kids were all sitting
angelically with their hands raised, ready to be chosen first to go to
centers.
I looked at them and said, "You guys know how this goes. The first
people I'm going to choose first are those people who've been trying
hard all day, doing their best job, and showing their pride."
I hear one little voice say "That's it, I'm screwed."
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