Today I had a substitute so I could pull the kids out one by one and test them to see how much they have learned this year. This is always an anxious time - I find out how much my hard work has paid off. In comes C.G., ready to go. I start asking him about letters, and he gives me numbers. Damn! What did I do wrong? What could I have done better? Then he starts licking his hand, then the table. And then he rubs his wet hand on the bottom of his shoe, then licks his hand. All the while I am looking at him, wondering in my own mind where I went wrong...
Mmmmm, shoe bottom. My favorite.
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