Quincy's 3rd grade class had their spring program tonight. Actually, their only program for this year. It was interesting. Thirty minutes of kids yelling songs about space.


Quincy really did not want to go. She knew the words to the songs and she did sing along but she also talked quite a bit between songs. I asked her what was so important that she couldn't stop talking and she told me very bluntly that someone has to tell the other kids what to do.


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