Thankfully, many teachers at my school are patient with me. Mrs. T. is one of them. As I walked down the hallway to pick my kids up, I saw her at the front of her line, carrying two very large boxes.
Stopping her line, I addressed the two boys right behind her at the front of the line.
“Boys, don’t you see your teacher carrying these two large boxes?” I asked.
They looked at me like I was a nut. Of course they saw her.
With that, I took the boxes from Mrs. T.’s hands and handed one to each boy.
“It’s not that she’s not able to carry them, it’s just the kindly thing to offer. That my friends, is called being a gentleman,” I said as they walked away.
Mrs. T. thanked me, but she may, like her students, think I’ve got a screw or two lose. I’m perfectly fine with that.