you love your job. i love your stories. listen to this one: today i took two boys to visit their mom. when i told them it was time to go, the youngest (8) ran down the street and around the corner, completely out of my sight. i thought, i don't really care... he'll come back, eventually. so i got in my car and sat there until eventually i looked, and he was in the back seat. i love my job too.
So I said, "Catherine, what do you do?" She replied, "Well, from eight until two, I teach children to write Read, spell, count, and not fight. And also *sigh* where not to pooh."
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you love your job.
i love your stories.
listen to this one:
today i took two boys to visit their mom. when i told them it was time to go, the youngest (8) ran down the street and around the corner, completely out of my sight. i thought, i don't really care... he'll come back, eventually. so i got in my car and sat there until eventually i looked, and he was in the back seat. i love my job too.
yeah, i do love it.
thanks for the great story!
So I said, "Catherine, what do you do?"
She replied, "Well, from eight until two,
I teach children to write
Read, spell, count, and not fight.
And also *sigh* where not to pooh."
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