Yesterday we were playing kickball with a group of 2nd and 3rd graders. I tagged a kid out and he ran toward my directs. "No!" He yelled. His hands lifted up as he got closer and before I know it his hands were on my chest. "Woah! It's okay. You're out." The other two teachers just stood there and laughed at me as I pushed him off of me and covered myself.
Last night I was telling one of my friends about what happened. He told me that on my last day I needed to:
1- Have fun
2- Don't get groped.
Well today, the last day of summer school, 1/2 those things happened. I had a blast and we played lots of games. However, one students hands happened to end up touching my bottom.
Geez.
1 comment:
When i was 19, i taught the sunbeams. We were having a primary program and I had to be up on the front stand with my class and all the primary kids. I was holding a cute little boy on my lap and I did not happen to notice that he was unbuttoning all hte buttons all the way down the fron of my dress. So when it came time to sing, we all stood up and then I looked down and all there was my bra and half slip hanging out for all to see. Its kind humbling but you get over it eventually.
jamie
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