One day, as my kids trudged back from gym class, I learned that they had given the substitute teacher a hard time. For punishem... I mean, positive reinforcement, I made them write a one-page apology letter to the gym teacher.
Things were going well, until a little boy walked up. He handed me his half-full paper and asked if it was enough. "Nope, it's gotta be a full page." I told him.
"Come on!" he exclaimed. "I can't think of anything else to write and I've already used the same sentence three times!"
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