I LOVE MY TEACHER

It was Valentines Day. The cafeteria was serving heart shaped pretzels as a treat for the elementary aged children. One little boy, Andrew, was very fond of me and told me every day that he loved me. He was constantly writing me notes and telling me he loved me. He was six and in the first grade. I joined most of the class in the crowded cafeteria while Andrew lingered behind to pick out a pretzel. Many parents and facilty were joining their childred for lunch that day. Andrew needed to work on his enunciation. This became crystal clear to me when I heard him gleefully yell, clear across the cafeteria "Mrs. Jones, LOOK, I HAVE A HARD ON FOR YOU!" He had proudly placed the heart shaped pretzel over his own heart in a gesture of affection. The parents and facilty howled. I turned Valentine RED!