I was talking the other day to David and he said something that made me sad. I mentioned one the students, called Sandra, a girl of about 6, and how whenever I pass her in the classroom she grabs for my hand and tries to kiss me.
David said, "She grabs for my hand too, but not to kiss me, just to hit me. I'm so ugly that all the kids try to hit me."
Actually, it didn't make me sad at all. I just laughed at him.
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