when I was in Kindergarten I had a crush on a very beautiful girl in our class. She was very nice, and we got along really well, and I was very happy when the teacher seated us next to each other.

There was another little girl who was a “problem child”. She would get angry and throw tantrums, and would often take the scissors and crayons away from whoever was sitting next to her.

The teacher saw that I was the only student who had the patience to be with her without getting angry. So I was reassigned to sit next to her.

I was very sad about this, because I could no longer sit next to the girl I had a crush on. But it was probably much better for the other little girl, and maybe for the whole class.

There is a lesson here somewhere. I’m just not sure what it is.

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