When I was sixteen years old, I monitored all preschool students on my bus for a few months. There were a few instances in which one of them was sent to school despite having vomit on his clothes and blanket, and sometimes he would freak out for no obvious reason.

One of them, however, was a cute little girl who was sweet and quiet, and sometimes she fell asleep against my arm. I wish that all children acted like that. =O