Today, while I was setting up for class, two of my 7 year-old students stole my red shoes out of the kutsu bako, leaving me sockfooted and stranded in the carpeted classroom when it was time to go into the school’s lobby to shepherd my straggling little rapscallions into class. It was Miho who finally produced the shoes, slipping them on her own little feet and clomping over to me, chortling so hard she choked, red in the face, between satisfied stomps.
That is all.