"Today, the instructor will instruct you in reading," . I used a stick to tap on the chalkboard many times.
Right away, Duke objected, arguing that "it's not a teacher; it's a mother!"
Dora, "it’s mom!"
"Mom!" yelled Doris.
Debbie was on the verge of shedding a tear. "Yes... It’s mom."
Dylan, "... Mom!"
"..." I’m helpless!"Well, it’s mom. Will mom teach you to draw today?"
"Ok!"
Doris put up his hands and nodded in agreement.
The remaining four little ones came in close behind.
"The roll will be called by me. Duke!"
"Here!"
Right away, Duke sprang to his feet and seemed really content.
“Dora!”
"Mom, I'm here!"
Dora clutches her doll.
“Doris!”
"Mom!,"
When Doris lifted her hand, her garments arose, revealing a tiny and round tummy.
I had a strong want to put my hands on it.
When I turned around, I found Debbie staring at me in a pathetic manner. She was on the verge of crying. She didn't seem to grasp the reason behind why I didn't scream out her name at any point.