No Longer Me

I had to have a quick chat with Bert’s teacher this morning so we left the school a little after the bell rang. There were a couple of late comers hurrying up the path and as we were walking down the main steps a young boy started his way up. He looked up, smiled and said “Hello Albert’s Dad.” before running off to class. As far as I know I’ve never seen him before, even the twins (who seem to know everyone in Prep) didn’t know who he was. Made me smile.

One Reply to “No Longer Me”

  1. I do reading in Elizabeth’s prep classroom every Thursday and to half the class, I’m Kathy; the other half STILL calls me “Elizabeth’s Mum!” And Alia, my 8 year old, was highly amused to be hailed as “Elizabeth’s SISTAAAAAA!” by preps yelling across the playground.

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