12 October 2011

Nurse's Office

I stopped into the nurse's office at one of my elementary schools this morning and while I was there (probably 15 minutes), she had 4 or 5 different students come in.  She was unfazed by everything and always kind and helpful.  Which is why I went out of my way to help her with some items that I usually would've just explained to someone and left them to do on their own. 
The best customer she had though, was this little second grade boy.  He was escorted by a classmate and he carried in front of him the trashcan from his classroom.  He hadn't made it very far in the door when I shared, "I just puked on the rug in my classroom."  He didn't say it like he was asking for sympathy, nor was he boastful.  He chirped it out there no different than "I brought my lunch today" or "My shoes are red."  He then clarified "I puked and it came out of me like this..." and he illustrated the direct line that the puke took out of his mouth, very straight, sort of projectile vomit-like.  This little story-teller was just getting warmed-up, "I puked up my strawberry milk.  And my pancakes.  I had pancakes for breakfast.  I puked up my breakfast.  It was red."  It was pretty much a constant stream of commentary from this guy for the remainder of the time I was there, covering his thoughts on his teacher, the friend who brought him down, the shirt he wore that day, the puke that he had on his hand, his familiarity with the iPad, the bloody tooth he'd had the week before and several other riveting topics. 
He was a pleasant as can be but I'm not sure how his teacher contains his verbal skills in the classroom.


  1. That's the way a second grader rolls all right. Never an unspoken thought.The word snot and their commentary on that is what gags me-- and my line in the sand. When somebody starts on that.. I whip my head up and say in a no nonsense voice, " Stop!-- we do not talk about that in here --ever. The whole year, never, understand?" and believe me, they do. :) And by the way, a nurse's office is a dangerous place, beside the blood, screaming from scraps or true injuries--anybody carrying a trash can in there--give them a wide berth.