Misty morning

On playground duty before school this morning I was just helping one of the boys who had fallen over and grazed his knee when I was tapped on the arm... “Mrs S.... look!”

I looked and saw another boy running at full speed across the field away from the school. Thankfully a quick blast on my whistle made him stop and mosey back... asked where he was off to he replied, “I was trying to see how far I would need to go to disappear in the fog!” I couldn’t be cross with an answer like that, but did alert him to the fact that he’d filled me and his friends with worry as he was running!

Thank goodness he stopped when I blew my whistle!