Red DED reDANKtion

I am a preschool teacher.

This is my “alone zone.”

At any time of the day, if my kids are feeling stressed, they can go here to cool down. There’s stress toys, silly putty, bubbles, sensory bottles…there’s books and headphones to block out the loud noises.

The only thing they have to do is “check in” by putting their picture on which emotion they’re feeling so I know how I can help them when they’re ready.

Kids. Need. Space.

Kids. Need. Coping. Mechanisms.

Not. Time-outs.

mom: honey come here fast, the baby's gonna say it's first word!

baby: m-Mm-

mom: go on you can do it sweetie

baby: Mm-mMm-

I got this glitch (?) where I could continuously trash talk these bounty hunters so I had a lot of fun.

(I apologise for the fact that for some reason the game did not do Josiah’s captions so I wrote what he said below.)

Trelawny: “Excuse me, dear brothers. My wife has taken ill, gravely ill! Its dear Bessie; she’s taken a turn, a terrible turn! I-I’m beside myself. If I lose, if I lose Bessie, I lose everything! … I can’t! I can’t! I’m having a fit!”

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