The girls don't care much for their school nurse.
First, she never seems to be in her office. "Either she's at lunch or she decides she needs to get out and take a walk," Baboo reported.
If you are unfortunate enough to actually need the services of a school nurse, but lucky enough to find her at her desk, she usually delivers a cursory examination, proclaims, "It's only a flesh wound," and sends you back to class without so much as a Band-Aid.
Today at lunch, Baboo reports, eight (?) of her classmates drew on their hands and faces with pink marker.
"It didn't even look like blood." She was disdainful.
The classmates went to the nurse's office.
Quelle surprise! Not only was she in, but she gave them all Band-Aids.
Baboo's teacher, who doesn't suffer fools lightly, caught on to this bêtise immédiament.
"There are children in Africa who DIE because they don't have Band-Aids! And you are using them as fashion statements because they have pictures of DOGS!" he scolded them before marching them by their collective ears down to see Monsieur Le Directeur.
"Will they have to write lines as punishment?" I asked her. "Something like 'I will not waste Band-Aids when there are children in Africa dying from a lack of Band-Aids'?"
"I'm not sure," Baboo replied. "Usually he makes kids write an essay about their crimes."
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