I am a teacher at a Kindergarten School where the kids are all aged between three and four years. The kids are pretty smart and clever for their age.
I am surprised at their intelligence, while even their innocence is charming.
One boy I will never forget is (I call him) Mr. Smarty-pants.
One day he threw up in class (That’s my occupational hazard.) I had to get him to change his clothes.
Every student had to bring to class, a basket with water, snacks and a set of clothes to change into, for emergencies like this.
I took the basket bearing his name and fished out his clothes.
“Is this your dress?” I asked him.
“No.” He replied.
“Yes, that is my basket.”
“Then, this must be your dress, right?” I asked getting exasperated as I held out a pair of boy’s clothes.
He put me to shame with his next clever words:
“No. That is not a DRESS. That is shorts and shirt. Only girls wear dresses.“
Story by Asha. Written by Gulsum Basheer @talkalittledo.