At the school where I was caretaker and playground supervisor, I was on the playground one lunchtime when a five year old came out from lunch.

She walked up to where I was standing and stopped, with a very thoughtful expression.

"Mr. Thompson, I think I'm going to be sick", she said.

Euurrrrpppp!    She christened my shoes with the recently ingested lunch.


With a big beaming smile on her face, she said "I WAS RIGHT", and gaily skipped off to join her classmates.

Even while I was standing barefoot in the staff toilets, washing my shoes and socks, I just couldn't stop laughing.


Don T.