At 4.30pm earlier on this week, she entered my class through the connecting door. I turned my head at an angle staring directly at her. What was she doing here at this time of the school day? She kept walking towards me, stood and smiled. I tilted my head even lower, with widened eyes and a worried look, I gathered courage to ask.
“Sh what are you doing here at this time?”
She wore a cheeky smile but explained, “I came to do my work, I had to finish my writing because Ms. J said we’ll be doing a lot of Math tomorrow.”
I smiled and thought this was quite odd.
“Interesting Sh, does your teacher know you are here at this time?”
“My sister has an after school activity so I thought I could come and finish my work.”
The fourth grader mumbled proudly, as if she had achieved something and was waiting for an acknowledgement.
Of course I succumbed. I told her that was impressive but asked if anyone else knew she was here. Should she not have been at the siblings club? How did she get away and what had she told her supervisor?
Anyway, her mission had been accomplished, so I told her I would let her teacher know and made sure she went back where she was supposed to be.
Last year I wrote a slice about Sh, Chatting During Lunch we had an encounter then. Since that day, we have bonded and would chat during recess, sometimes. I believe she felt I was a friend and just popped in to announce something great she had achieved. I hope I did not put her off.