Once upon a time I was an intern in a second grade class. Okay, so really - it was just over a month ago. I digress.
The other day I wandered outside, and the class was out there with their teacher. GREAT! This gave me a few moments to catch up and chit chat with the teacher while the students enjoyed their well-earned extra recess minutes.
Then she wandered over... the little one that wore a prom dress for the class picture. The little one that made a cell phone in class during writing workshop. As she was standing there, beside me, I had to take a second look at her shirt.
My first take:
But, in actuality, the shirt said this:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLfDsIUJobR3nYV-PRrs1u3p_7dkarbmUCxP63diczgPx3CaC6r3uFlvS8KBrov-P_zRB16MwdShhjSQo4mnWWVN7b-9RMIPrf4yyHzLVAJk_Is1yMKgehqU_vdZ_zR1CTjE_SVZ__4mZ/s320/VA+for+hustlers.jpg)
... and had dice.
I just looked at her and said "Oh-kay." Geez.
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