||[Sep. 19th, 2002|08:50 am]
Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her|
kindergarten students put on his boots? He was really
struggling, so she began pulling and him pushing. The boots
still didn't want to go on. Finally, after several minutes
the first boot was on. When the second boot was on, she had
worked up a sweat.
She almost whimpered when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're
on the wrong feet."
She looked and sure enough, they were. It wasn't any easier
pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed
to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back
on -- this time on the right feet.
He then announced, "These aren't my boots."
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and
scream, "Why didn't you say so?" like she wanted to. Once again
she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off.
He then said, "They're my brother's boots. My Mom made me wear
She didn't know if she should laugh or cry. She mustered what
grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his
"Now," she said sweating profusely, "where are your mittens?"
He said, "I stuffed them in the toes of my boots. . ."