A friend forwarded this to me knowing my husband is a teacher.....Thought it was kind of cute!
A story about the teacher who was helping little Stevie put on his boots…
He asked for help and she could see why. Even with her pulling,
and him pushing, the little boots still didn't want to go on.
By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost cried when little Stevie said: "Teacher, they're on the wrong feet.
She looked, and sure enough, they were. Unfortunately, it wasn't any easier
pulling the boots off, than it was putting them on.
She managed to keep her cool as, together, they worked to get the boots
back on, this time on the correct feet.
He then announced: "These aren't my boots."
She bit her tongue, rather than get right in his face and scream:
"Why didn't you say so?" like she wanted to.
Once again, she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.
No sooner had they got the boots off when he said: "They're my brother's boots.
But my Mom made me wear 'em today."
Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. But she mustered up what grace
and courage she had left to wrestle the boots back onto his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked: "Now, where are your mittens?"
Little Stevie said: I stuffed ‘em in the toes of my boots.
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