Our school had the elementary awards ceremony, and specials went first. I'm kind of elementary and specials yet at the same time I'm neither. I like to call myself the Victor Nvorsky of our school, the man without a country. Anyway, I was giving awards, yada yada.
I handed out the "Most Improved Reading and Writing" award to one of the first graders in my class. He proudly strolled to the front of the cafeteria, accepted his award, then stood on the platform, looked at the award and said "I don't know what this means."
I tried to take it back, but he didn't let me.
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