There Are Not Many Who Would

Caroline came home today and, like always, we headed straight for the sofa where she sat in my lap and began telling me about her day at school. Lately her teacher, Mrs. Shives, has been away due to the ill health of her father, and the kids have had the same substitute for most of the days that Mrs. S has been gone. But yesterday, they got a new substitute and Caroline was gushing over how nice this new substitute is.

"She NEVER yells at us like some of our other subs, Mom! She talks to us instead, and we can tell she likes us a lot! I hope she will aways be our substitute when Mrs. Shives is away!"

"Well, that's pretty good news, Honey. I'm glad your substitute is nice to all of you."

"Yep, she listens when we tell her things too, and she looks at us in the face!"

"Excellent! I'm glad to hear it!"

"There's only one thing wrong with her." Caroline said, shaking her head.

Then she added maganinimously, "But even though it's frustrating, it's not enough for me to want her to be replaced."

"Oh? What's "wrong" with her?"

She paused a second and rolled her eyes...

"She just WILL NOT engage me on the subject of the nutritional value of the cafeteria food!"


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