Since it was cut out, I don't have the author's name...but I hope you enjoy.
A change in the weather had brought low temperatures and a threat of rain, possibly snow. At the end of class, a kindergarten teacher was asked by a young lad if she would help him put his boots on.
It was soon evident why he asked for assistance. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots just didn't want to go on his feet. By the time they were able to get the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat.
She was speachless when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're on the wrong feet!"
Sure enough, they were. It wasn't any easier getting them off than it was putting them on. But she managed to keep her cool as they struggled to get the boots on the correct feet.
The little tyke then announced, "These aren't my boots." Although the day had been strenuous, she bit her tongue rather than lash out, demanding "Why didn't you say so at first!?" Without a word, she kneeled down and battled to once again remove the ill-fitting boots.
No sooner had they removed the boots when the dear child announced proudly, "They're my brother's boots--Mom made me wear 'em."
At this point, she didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or scream, but she mustered up the grace and courage to once again wrestle the boots back on.
Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are your mittens?"
He said, "Oh, Mom said to stuff them in the toes of my boots so I wouldn't lose 'em."
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...Which brings me to something else: I am SO thankful to live in California! I can't imagine having to suit kindergartners up for the snow every day for recess, lunch, and to go home! Thank you, Lord, for sunshine, and just enough rainy days to keep us in this glorious drought. ;-)
Great story!! And living in California definitely has its perks!
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