Saturday, November 12, 2011
"What are you doing? Get back to your classroom and put on your sweaters."
Off they sped.
Two minutes later they were back, one of them sporting a bloodied elbow.
"What happened?" I enquired.
"I fell and scraped my elbow."
Eh doh! What does it look like?
I brought him in to doctor him up. As I wiped it and applied antisceptic, I couldn't resist the urge to give a mini-lecture.
"Now if you had been wearing your sweater like I said, then you wouldn't have scraped your elbow so badly."
Two big innocent eyes stared up at me.
"But Miss, I was running back into my classroom to get my sweater, like you told me, when I fell!"
What? Who? When? I didn't say that! It's not my fault!