I sat in the hallway getting ready for the next class when a student walked up to me (I’ll keep her name to myself)!
Ms. Hurley, she said full of laughter, you don’t want to see my hand!
Her hand was bawled up into a tiny fist.
Humm, I said, putting my pen and books on the floor. Now I want to see it!
Her eyes darted between her classroom and the bathroom letting me know her teacher told her to wash her hands. The fact that she thought the situation was funny made me even more intrigued.
Nooooo!!! She wailed.
Please?
Nooo! You don’t want to see it!
I really do want to see it now! Please? I promise to keep hush -hush about it. I whispered. Then she opened her hand, which was full of love.
I absolutely love it. It’s a hand worth seeing!
She laughed and skipped to the bathroom to wash her lovely hands off.