The bell rings, the day begins. My twenty-four kids come
blustering in. My smile greets them, but not all of them have smile greetings,
too.
They take out their books, I pull out mine. Filled with
pencil, I get to re-live my favorite stories. Today it’s the runt pig, and the spider that
spells. I love when they talk with me
about the story. When their parents tell me what the book does with them at
home.
The bell rings, the day done. One girl stays behind while
her mother comes, late.
She skips to meet her, “Salutations, Mommy!”
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