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Mood: Silly ]
So while I was in Sudbury, I went to Science North with Husband Unit and Geeklet. While there, we were looking at the various animals that call the centre home. I had just passed the beaver enclosure when I heard a dull bang.
My brain took a mere second to process that sound.
Some punk had just banged on the glass of the beaver house where the poor animal was sleeping.
Before I knew what was happening, I had spun on my heels and headed back for the enclosure to find out which little darling was harrassing the wildlife. I was surveying the group of 5 and 6 year-olds from the day camp to see who was the most likely candidate as it slowly dawned on me that this wasn’t my group of students to deal with.
But that didn’t change the fact that I wanted to catch the little hooligan.
You can take the teacher out of the school . . .
And, no, I didn’t catch the perp, but I did have a big revelation about my personality.