Sidenote:
30 seconds earlier, this kid sneezed and a thick rope of yellow snot stretched from his nose to the fly of his jeans. Again. So I already want to be anywhere but here. (I would later find myself chipping away some of his... material from my coat. Fucking outdoor recess.)
Kid:
Woah, Ms. Rebecca! You have such hairy arms!
Me:
Yeah, I know. It's ok, though. What did we learn about mammals?
Kid:
But I don't have any hair...
Me:
It happens when you get older.
Kid:
So, are you older than my dad? Because he doesn't have that much hair.