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Wednesday, September 27, 2006
litttle kids../ 5:34 PM

oh the horror! im at my mum's work nd i shud be at tutor rite now but for ome strange reason my mum hasnt left so here i am typing about the horror of yesterday at work..

well i finished school at 2pm and i got to work at 2.30 ^^ then i had to help this lil girl who was soo cute shes like 3 and then i realised her nose was all runny and gross-ness so i had to get tissues and stuff =__+ then i had to dispose the contaminated tissues and i could feel the bacteria all around me.. then i looked across the table and i saw a lil boy hu was like 7 and red stuff was coming out of his nose..

"OMG! is ur nose bleeding?"
"huh?"
"ur nose is bleeding! i think u shud go to the bathroom!"
*hand him tissue box*

after that incident i sat at my marking table and that lil indian girl who likes coming to me for some reason sat in front of me and asked me to mark her work.. then the 8 yr old chinese boy in front of me was for some reason CRYING?! i was like ..err do u need help? then a lil girl came up to me and she was crying as well! then i felt all the blood rushing to my head and i was full stressed coz they ALL want me to help them!

indian girl- "can u mark my work' =)
"yea ok"
crying girl- "can u please help me!"
"umm.. ok hang on i need to do this"
crying boy- "i need help"
"ok can u go to that guy over there"
crying boy- "no i jst need help"
-___-
"ok hang on after this"
crying girl- "can u help me please! i need to go now!"
"ok ok!" *helps girl*
indian girl- "u havnt finished marking my work!"
"ok after i help this girl!"
*boy cries more*

farout it was the most hectic day! i managed to help all of them.. it took like 1/2 and hour..LOL the lil boy was still crying but the lil girl felt better..

anyway i kknow how they felt coz i remember when i used to cry coz i didnt do my work wen i was a lil girl.. this is how MY story went:

"can u pls help me?"
"ok"
*the girl helps me* ---10mins later--
"do u get it?" -frustrated tone-
"no" *rolls eyes*
(she was getting me attitude so i gave her attitude back =P)
after like 3 attempts i cudnt do it so i started crying.. =[
"are u ok?"
*sniff* "can i go to the bathroom"

ahhhas.. sad sad =[

anyway im gna ehad to tutor now..toodles

-raee


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