Four Year Old Ham

Kelly needed help with his shoes.  He said, “Help, please,” and wiggled his foot at me.  I looked down at his untied shoe laces, pulled out a chair, sat down and said, “Put your foot up here on my knee.”

He put his foot on my shin.  I grabbed it, pulled it higher, tried to gather his shoe laces but his foot was all wobbly.  “Be still,” I said, and looked up at him.

His arms were extended and his eyes flared even wider.  He sort of shrugged, smiled a bit and said, “Too high.” Then he slowly fell over.

15 thoughts on “Four Year Old Ham

  1. I was sitting with my buddy in a cafe in Amsterdam. He was quiet and giggling to himself. I looked at him and asked,” You okay?”

    His arms were extended and his eyes flared even wider. He sort of shrugged, smiled a bit and said, “Too high.” Then he slowly fell over.

  2. Morgan — shame on both of you!

    Pauline — it was quite charming. I’m glad you could “see” it.

    Melli — I usually do, but I have a crick in my hip. I sat on the 14 inch chair and that was as low as I could go with some assurance of getting up under my own power.

  3. SN — uhm, I can’t teach that one. I haven’t mastered it myself yet!

    Judy — I guess you really meant that, huh?

    Polona — the kids have their moments.

    Bill — everybody gets them. OTher people just give them funny names.

    Morgan — it was a funny story and I am certain that it has happened somewhere.

  4. Mumma — he doesn’t belong in our classroom, however, he did qualify for early intervention (because of speech concerns) and the classroom he should be in — Head Start — is full. He’s just waiting for a slot, which means someone has to move. Otherwise this Spring he will transfer to regular Ed with Speech pull-out.

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