I have to admit I'm not proud of myself. The problem with being short-sighted is that you don't get all the information that everyone else does and you can interpret what you see to things that aren't actually there!
A few days ago, one of the 12 year-old girls came in to the library just after lunch. I was alone and slightly distracted as I was beginning to write the end of term report.
She comes in sobbing her little heart out.
"Miss, I don't know where to go. I can't talk to anyone else."
Aww sweet, that meant I began to actually really listen and look at her. I could hear she was crying from the noises she was making but what I saw shocked me. It looked like someone had punched her and ripped off some of her skin on her right side just under her eye. Unthinking I just said:
"Jesus, are you alright?"
Suitably justified by my reaction she starts telling me how the kids are mean to her and that she has been to the Deputy Head but nothing can be done. It's at this point I realise she's not been in a fight but just has pink make-up on her face. Oh well, it just looks like I am a very understanding Librarian. My bad eye-sight secret is still safe....
In case you are wondering, the girl went back to lessons, she just wanted to have a rant in to a sumpathetic ear. It all blew over in a couple of days.
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