So today I was working after school, sorting each grade level's Music Journals, with two fourth grade volunteers helping out. We were discussing whose birthdays were in February.
Kathleen*: Mine's in February, but it's usually not so good.
Me: Really? How so?
Kathleen*: Well, my Dad's usually pretty mad around my birthday.
Me: Hmm...
Kathleen*: Yeah, his sister died the year I was born, but no one expected her to die.
She died the day before my birthday.
Me: Wow, that must've been hard for your Dad.
Kathleen*: Yeah....actually, I don't think he's really mad. I think he's just really
sad, but doesn't want to show it, so he acts mad instead. It's OK, you know?
He does always wish me happy birthday. It's OK.
*Kathleen is, of course, not this kind-hearted child's real name.
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