The poor science teacher was on the receiving end of a student's upset stomach yesterday. Getting thrown up on kind of comes with the job of teaching. I was quickly baptized into the profession when a student tossed it on my shoes after a long, hot field day. That was 22 years ago- at the end of my first year on the job. Thankfully, it has never happened again.
Yesterday, I noted that Emma didn't look so good and asked her if she was feeling okay.
"I'm just really tired," she yawned.
I feel bad for my science teacher friend, but I'm happy that little Emma held it together for my class.
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