There was a teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put
his boots on. He asked for help and she could see why. With her pulling
and him pushing, the boots still didn't want to go on.
When the second boot was finally on, she had worked up a sweat. She almost
whimpered when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're on the wrong feet."
She looked, and sure enough, they were. 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 right
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.
He then said, "They're my brother's boots. My Mom made me wear them."
The teacher didn't know if she should laugh or cry. She mustered up the
grace to wrestle the boots on his feet again.
She said, "Now, where are your mittens?" He said, "I stuffed them in the
toes of my boots."
- Author Unknown -
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