Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Kneel Before the Dreams

I went to school yesterday feeling kind of bogged down by my cold.

"Ugh," I said to my student Kristy, as we walked down the hall after class.  "I'm not feeling well!"

She gave me a kind of sideways glance and picked up the pace.  Luckily, I'm a fast walker.

"I have a cold," I continued.  "Kristy, don't you feel sorry for me?"

She gave me a little eye roll smile.  "Not really," she said.

"WHAT?!"  I gasped.

"You get colds because you don't wash your hands enough," she explained calmly.

"So, this is my fault?!"

Kristy shrugged.  "Yeah," she said, heading up the stairs for science.

What a little booger!  I'll probably try to seem extra sad and pathetic today to see if I can eek out some sympathy from that kid.  Unfortunately, she seemed pretty committed to the discourse of self determination.


LH said...

She probably felt compassion deep down inside, but just wasn't sure how to share it.

mm said...

I feel bad even if she doesn't.