Last year there was a little toot in Kinder....sand somehow I knew he would be in my room. But hey, a teacher can hope....can't she? So after helping corral him one day after school I told him, "Son, you had better pray to your God this summer that you do not end up in my room next year".
A quick "yes ma'am" was the reply.
Fast forward to this year....and there is my little pip marching himself into my room...rats!
"What happened, little man?" ask I.
He looks up at me and said, "I guess I didn't pray hard enough!"
Or maybe I am the one who did not pray hard enough.....