letting the days go by...

friday evening i walked back into my last class after break to find the following:

1. a child hitting himself in the head with a rolled up piece of paper
2. one boy sitting on top of another skinnier kid, squirming beneath him
3. yet another child, his right hand stuffed in his shirt collar, spinning around in little circles while mumbling to himself
4. a final kid, happily greeting me with a dead mosquito on the end of his index finger, clearly a recent conquest

and i asked myself, how did I get here?