Sitting alone in the English library eating my lunch, I could hear the crazy third graders outside in the corridor. They were running up and down, their giggling and screaming muffled by the door.
As much as I love the kids, I'm very pleased to be exiled at lunch time. It's like my secret hideout where I retreat from the world and read for a while.
Today after 5 classes in a row it was very welcome!
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