Tuesday, August 24, 2010

I'm bleeding.

Fresh second-graders are great about letting you know they're bleeding.  Here is my conversation that led me to think I would make a great nurse.

W: Mrs. Overman, I'm bleeding.
Me: Oh no! Where?
W: Here, on my ankle. See? 
Me: Mmm hmm...it is kind of bleeding! Do you want a band aid?
W: Nah.  I can live with it.
Me: Well, I'm glad you're so tough.

See? I could be a nurse.

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