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Lunchroom mediator

I volunteer at the school lunchroom on the 3rd Friday of the month. It’s usually a piece of cake.  Except this past Friday when the kids were BUZZING in preparation for Christmas.  They had all clearly checked out.  They just seemed wired.

Take, for example, this argument between a first grade girl and boy:

Peter burped and he didn’t say he was sorry.

-Olivia

I did say ‘excuse me’ except Olivia is such a tattletale she didn’t hear me because she was telling on me when I said I was sorry.

-Peter

He burps all the time.  In my experience he never says sorry.  So I had to tell.

-Olivia.

And these two went ON and ON for about 20 minutes on the issue.