A retired teacher brought in a bunch of old workbooks for me to give away to students who like to play school at home. As I handed them out to a bunch of eager little girls in my class on Friday, they were buzzing about how they'd go home and play school with their dolls and stuffed animals as their "students." (Exactly what I did as a child!) On the way to the buses in the hall, I was surprised that one of my little girls looked really sad. When I asked her what was the matter she gripped the old workbooks in her hands and said, "Mrs. Taylor, I don't got no students." At first I didn't understand what she was talking about, so I asked her to say it again. "Mrs. Taylor, I don't go no students to play school because I don't got no stuffed animals." How heartbreaking. I knew this little one came from very little, but it never dawned on me that she had no dolls or stuffed animals at home. My mind immediately went to the millions that my own daughter has and loves. So this weekend, we remedied this problem by making a quick stop at the Dollar Store. My sweet little one now has two new "students" to play school with, and I've never seen a more beaming face than when her "students" went home with her today. This is why I love my job.
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