Daisy

"Miss Daisy, can we go outside?"

I close my eyes and count to five as I try to deal with the controlled chaos in my classroom. I love children, enjoy the age I teach at the daycare, but we're in our second week of no sunshine and cold wind. We're all going stir-crazy. "I'm sorry, Penny. You can't go out; it's supposed to rain today, and it's so cold."

Her hopeful face falls, and I'm afraid a tantrum is next. "We haven't been able to go outside for ...