Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Life is your catwalk

Most mornings I fall out of bed and it's a mad rush to get ready. This morning, for some unfathomable reason I had loads of time. So I set off to school with a perfectly coordinated outfit topped off with my new black biker jacket. Hair was coiffured and I actually had make-up on.
I approached the school gate as if I was on the catwalk.
Every morning I am met by three Infants who wait to greet me. This morning as I approached I could see them looking me up and down.
This is good that I am taking my position of fashion role model seriously. Thankfully they have someone to aspire to.
The middle Infant turned to her colleagues, turned up her nose and said
"Hmm, I don't think much of that!"
and walked off.
Bubble and ego rapidly burst.

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