Today during my first science class of the morning, I had a misadventure with a leaky bottle of red food coloring. My left hand still looks like I have been in a grisly movie. Of course, I had to open every class during the remainder of the day with an explanation, “Its not blood…” Or else we wouldn’t have gotten any science done.
At lunch teachers were telling some funny stories about their students. One teacher told how several of her students were really worried about her one morning. “Ms. K, are you okay?” “I’m fine- why do you ask?” “There’s something not right. You look sick.” Finally one especially attentive girl said, “Your eyes look bad. Did you forget your make-up?” Sure enough, Ms. K had neglected the mascara that morning!
Another teacher told how her kiddo asked her, “Where are your eyebrows?” when she came to work without her usual make-up.
We laughed, and I remembered an old story from when I taught nursery school. It was a rare day that I wore sheer stockings (I know, I know, this really dates me.) One little boy sitting at my feet at story time started stroking my leg and said, “You’ve got nice legs, Ms. M.”
They sure do notice us. I’ll bet you have a story of your own. I’d love to read it in a comment- or in your next slice!