at this crazy school

“Teacher.. I have something to tell you..” a boy said.
“Yea..?”
“I have something to tell you too..” another girl said.
“ok.. you first.. “ I looked at the girl.
“You know.. My mother is working..” and at the back of my mind I thought.. Yea.. my mother works too.
“MY mother is working so that she can buy me something when I don’t cry at school.” The girl fixed her eyes on me. I just smiled.
“Haha,.. ok. Your turn..” I looked at the boy.
“Well.. I am a damn strong boy..” was what I heard he said
“Sorry.. again dear..?”
“I am a STRONG boy..” He repeated. And I smiled. My hearing can be faulty at times.
“really? How come?” I exclaimed.
“I am strong because I eat healthy food.”
“Hahah.. that’s great!” I smiled.
These are just normal conversations. There are other conversation that could just drive you nuts. You might want to laugh or scold.. but at the end of the day, everyone will smile. It’s a great day regardless what happened.


At this crazy school everyday.. I see these wonderful children. Yes.. they drive us or at least me.. crazy. They can ask and ask and ask to the limit of my words and knowledge.
Yes.. they are smart; And getting smarter. I learn a lot from them.
My life is now going double speed.. because of them. . and It’s better.