Dear DTH Readers,
Let me a tell you a story about little six-year-old Leah. Besides being the most adorable first-grader you've ever seen, she was the queen of sass. Maybe I was kind of mean, but hey, I was six (and adorable, so I got away with most of it).
Anyways, there's one day from my first grade career that stands out the most: the last day. We had watched a movie and basically been in darkness all day, at least that's how I remember it. Now, we've all had that feeling when you step out of a movie theater after three hours, and suddenly your eyes burn and you feel like the Wicked Witch of the West, but instead of "I'm melting!" you yell "I'm burning!" Or maybe you haven't, I kind of went off on a tangent here.
It was that feeling, except for with a bunch of six-year-olds, and when we went outside for recess, someone said, "The sun is so bright!"
I replied, voice dripping with sarcasm, thinking myself to be oh-so-cheeky, with "Thank you, Captain Obvious!" accompanied by a little snide scowl.