“Hi champ, how was school today?” I asked my son as he trudged in looking a little sad. He is usually quite chirpy and is forever bursting to let me in on all the minute details of his school day the moment he barges in, but today he looked slightly off colour.
“What seems to be the problem, champ? Want to share?” I quizzed not wanting to be overly nosey.
“Dance sir slapped me on my cheeks. I lost balance and he just slapped me.” He looked hurt.
“You could have tried explaining what went wrong.” I suggested.
“I did. He said he doesn’t want to listen to anything.”
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