Yesterday a young child came running down the hallway screaming
that she wanted to show me something. I
was pretty sure that she wasn’t talking to me, but I was curious about what she
was so excited about... so I turned around.
She quickly reached me and it was obvious by the smile on her tiny face that
something wonderful was happening in her life! She quickly raised a plastic baggie up in the air.
It took me a few seconds to realize what was responsible for all the
excitement. Her first tooth was now at
the bottom of the baggie. I tried to put
on a smiley face and share in her obvious excitement…. but I must admit I found it hard
to be joyful about bloody things in a baggie.
A few seconds later I enter my classroom and a student rushes up
and immediately asks me if his tooth is bleeding. I force myself to look at his smile, and
there it is… a tooth hanging sideways with blood oozing out.
It's no wonder I was
feeling kind of queasy by the end of school today.
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