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Kindergarten is tough (Amelia and Harry)

“Maybe she was having a bad day?” I suggest. I hope that will ease some of his fears until I can speak with his teacher in the morning.

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I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe”. “Momma?” I say after a moment. “Can Lola and I have ice cream for supper?”

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Kindergarten is tough (Amelia and Harry)

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“well that wasn’t very nice,” I comment. I rub his shoulder and wonder why the teacher didn’t send a note home with him or give me a call if he told her he couldn’t focus. “I’ll call and speak with your teacher tomorrow, okay?”

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“No it wasn’t” I say, shaking my head. “I’m nice to her, I don’t know why she is mean to me”. I nod my head when she says she’ll talk to my teacher tomorrow. “I don’t want to be a tattle tale though” I pout.

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Kindergarten is tough (Amelia and Harry)

Kindergarten is rough. They never tell you that when they send you off with your power rangers lunchbox and smile wide as you hop on the bus and don’t look back. But today was rough. There’s this mean kid that just won’t stop picking on me, and I couldn’t pay attention in class or answer any of the teacher’s questions. I didn’t even have fun at recess or story time.

I finish my handwriting worksheets and math and pull myself up on the couch next to mommy. “Momma, why are some people so mean?” I ask laying my head on her shoulder.

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“Who was mean?” I ask softly. I kiss the top of Harry’s head and wait for his answer. I hate to think that anyone would be mean to my son, but I don’t really get a choice.

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I shrug my shoulders. “This one girl in my class. She kept picking on me all day. I couldn’t even answer the teacher she was bothering me so much. I telled her to stop but she didn’t momma” I say with a frown.

Kindergarten is tough (Amelia and Harry)

Kindergarten is rough. They never tell you that when they send you off with your power rangers lunchbox and smile wide as you hop on the bus and don’t look back. But today was rough. There’s this mean kid that just won’t stop picking on me, and I couldn’t pay attention in class or answer any of the teacher’s questions. I didn’t even have fun at recess or story time.

I finish my handwriting worksheets and math and pull myself up on the couch next to mommy. “Momma, why are some people so mean?” I ask laying my head on her shoulder.

I’m sorry I hit him momma

He said Lola isn’t really my sister because we have different mommies and daddies.