Answer to a Question I Never Asked…

We stood on the stairs, waiting for the bell to ring.  It was 2:59, the end of a very long day.  Their excited speech echoed through the stairwell.  It took all the energy I had left to keep them in line and not screaming.

I was talking to one student when I looked up a few steps.  Ms. Fruity (self-proclaimed nickname of one of my third graders) turned and pressed her face against the cold white stones of the wall and sniffed.  “The wall smells like fart.”

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