Today?
Got a lift home with my lovely cow-orker.
She was down in class 1 today, as they were a TA short.
She told me a story which grossed me out.
She was working one-on-one with a boy I know from Reception last year and she realised he was a bit... whiffy.
Oh dear, what's that on his fingers, which he keeps sniffing?
Whatever is on his fingers it looks like he's been wiping it on his shirt too.
Ah.
Yes.
That would explain the colour of his socks too..
Turns out he was sitting on a pretty heavy load for a while.
I am so grateful I wasn't seconded down there today. She used to work in a pre-school, so she is used to poo-bums.
I am not and would totally have disgraced myself by retching and possibly even running away.
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