Posted by / 09 June 2008 /

Poetic Justice


A little boy was sent to me because he tinkled on the floor instead of using the available potty that was next to him. I asked him why he didn't use the potty and he said to me, "I don't know."

I looked at him and said in my nicest principal voice, "You are going to help Miss Debbie clean up this mess and maybe that will help you remember where you are to tinkle."

"WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN???" the little boy cried.

I smiled and said, "I don't know."

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