Envision you're in the middle of teaching a rather stimulating lesson to your sophisticated, brilliant seven year olds. Just as you're about to hit a key point, a child coughs-- instead of air coming out, throw up does.
Yep, this was not a dream.
It happened.
And there's more.
After the initial surprise of cough-turned-regurgitation, I think quick and grab the trash can, 'cause this fella wasn't quite done. Because I'm not great under pressure (or throw up), in mid hurl, I drop the trash can. As you can imagine, this did not turn out lovely. Meanwhile, the kid is still vomiting with bile on his hand and my face is looking directly at it. It was just like when people have a big piece of salad or broccoli still left in their teeth from lunch, and you can't help but not stare at it even though you know it's going to leave an image in your head you just can't get rid of (gasps for air).
So, anything exciting happen on your Monday?
Stay true, stay real.
H.
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