I would just like to add to the mix that I went to student teaching this morning and learned from a five year old named Trenyce, whose 25 year old father is a pro boxer, that she has a baby brother named Rocky. No joke. Love it.
Then, I turned to the red-headed, freckled, toothless little six year old next to me, who comes from a family of tinkers and lives in a caravan, and asked him if he had any siblings. Yes, he replied, one sister name Gypsy.
Just something to brighten up your day.
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