Augustinian Volunteer Travis Vermulm

Continuing our series of stories from my days in the kindergarten class, here is a story about Harry:

HARRY

Harry is what many people describe as a tattle-tail. I do not mean that as an insult or compliment, just a statement of fact. When he raises his hand and calls my name, I know he is either going to tell me a story about his home (he likes to talk about his dad’s car), or he is going to tell me another student has done something wrong. He is a very kind child and very intelligent for his age. He often finishes work before the other students and draws portraits of his family on the back of his papers. During the Halloween party at the school, Harry was calling my name more than usual. It seemed every time I turned around; I could hear the insistent “Mr. Travis,” coming from the back row. He kept telling me stories of home and explaining that his Storm-trooper costume was a villain. He didn’t like the villains, he insisted, but he liked the red color of their armor and wanted to be one for Halloween. After maybe ten times raising his hand, he called my name again. I walked over impatiently with a stern look prepared to tell him that I couldn’t keep coming over if he didn’t have a question as other students needed help and I had to help them too. As I reached him, I saw a large smile painted across his face. “What’s up Harry?” I asked. “This is the best Halloween ever Mr. Travis, and this is the best school!” He finished his sentence and turned around to his work. I didn’t have a stern look on my face for the rest of the day.

NOTE: The names of the children were changed in this story.