The next time someone tells you, "Dude, a FIVE year-old could teach Preston's class!" smile at that person and say, "No kidding. One already has."
Not just any five year-old. MY five year-old.
Over break I supervised a girls' basketball game and I brought my daughter Tara. After the game she stopped in her tracks and said: "WAIT! We need to go to your room!" She drew these pictures, asked me how many students I have (when did she learn how to use a copier?!?) and suggested you write a story about them. And so you shall. Due at the end of the period. :)
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