Words - something about nothing

I often repeat my name in each class for the first few weeks - I just don't want to have to listen to how students 'describe' me when it comes to their exams and they still don't know my name - so I make sure they all do!

Yesterday on our way into the local school for Hannah's EI playgroup a boy of about 8 or 9 was standing at the closed gate. He asked if we wanted to come in and when I said yes we do! He opened the gate for us and then continued waiting there. I had assumed that his mother was still walking up the path to the school but no - a woman came towards us as we walked up to our classroom asking if I had seen a boy - she was sounding a bit frazzled - just like I must sound like most mornings when hustling the brats into the car. She described her son as wearing a green and white shirt. I couldn't remember the boy's shirt colour so I simply said that I had seen a boy standing at the gate but wasn't sure about his top. She hurried past - and then a little later just as we were going into our room mother and son walked by - he was quite calmly walking into the school hall munching on a piece of toast. Yes he had Down Syndrome and yet that wasn't mentioned at all in our conversation.