Breathlessly, I stammer my way through apologies, grabbing bookbags, coats, papers from the teacher, nodding-head and fake smiles, checking her watch as she closes the door. My daughter’s embarrassment is evident on her reddened cheeks and averted gaze, and I sigh, wondering when the trauma of school will truly finish.
Charlie Swailes writes flash fiction and teaches English.
Glad you won 🏆
Wow, wow, this is a very relatable moment. Nice job!
Love this – a lifetime for some!
This reminds me of my mom with my little brother. Poor of us