I got beat up by a five year-old today.
Yep. Got my ass kicked after school, or would of if he was tall enough to reach higher than my knee with his mini-sneakers. Little twerp. He was totally taking advantage of the five 1st year girls attached to my hands/arms so that I couldn't even turn around, let alone retaliate. And he was spanking me. After my class with them and after school. >_> Obviously I'm going to have to take a slightly firmer hand with this one. He's already got a chip on his shoulder and something to prove. I prefer the ones who just wander over and hug/glom onto me like some sort of slow-motion octopus projectile.
In hindsight it creeps me out that I hardly notice the small hands in my pockets and feeling up my fat tummy and gently poking me almost anywhere they can reach (for the first years this ends somewhere just above my waist) to get attention anymore ._. Everything always ends up back in my pockets so I stopped caring? Guess I look safe and toy-like. Personally I think I look more like a queen bee with a retinue every time I get within 30 feet of the 1st/2nd years.
And I may actually be developing the patience of a god. Even tired I managed to make it through four totally rowdy and over-excited and unable to shut-up for a second classes still smiling and without resorting to more than a few playful hand-as-a-gun shots. We'll see if it lasts past the young ones.
In hindsight it creeps me out that I hardly notice the small hands in my pockets and feeling up my fat tummy and gently poking me almost anywhere they can reach (for the first years this ends somewhere just above my waist) to get attention anymore ._. Everything always ends up back in my pockets so I stopped caring? Guess I look safe and toy-like. Personally I think I look more like a queen bee with a retinue every time I get within 30 feet of the 1st/2nd years.
And I may actually be developing the patience of a god. Even tired I managed to make it through four totally rowdy and over-excited and unable to shut-up for a second classes still smiling and without resorting to more than a few playful hand-as-a-gun shots. We'll see if it lasts past the young ones.