Chapter 2

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Zinnia Point of View

'Oh, I wish I was a big old dinosaur,

Oh, I wish I was a big old dinosaur,

Oh, I'd roam day and night,

And growl with all my might,

Oh, I wish I was a big old dinosaur!'

"Grrrr" The kids recited their favorite dinosaur poem and growled at each other. These little cute monsters are only ones who have the power to make me work as a teacher from a long time.

Ah, how can kids be this cute? I want a baby of my own too.

'Get treated for your fickle disease and then think about a baby. Who knows when you get bored of your own kid and kidnaps other's kid and leave yours with them? You cannot be trusted with my babies' my cerebrum retorted scoffing at me.

This logical thinking part of my brain is not really a good friend of mine. Such a spoilsport it is.

"Miss White, Miss White" Zach, four year old little boy with sandy blond hair and cute little dimples pulled my pant to gain my attention. I looked down and smiled at the cute troublemaker of the class.

"Yes, Honey." I patted his cheek and crouched down to his level.

"I want to become a dinosaur when I am big. Did you see any dinosaur, Miss White?" He asked cupping his cheeks with his hands shyly.

Aww, I'm definitely having a kid of mine own once I get my cerebrum the treatment she needed.

"Yes I have. All of you honey bees sit on your chairs. I am going to tell you all my experience with my pet Dinosaur." I clapped

"You have a pet Dinosaur?" Lily, the shy kid of the class asked with a gasp.

"Yes. I had it long back ago when I was at your age. I named it hoity toity. He was such a spoil brat but I loved him a lot." I said adding a dreamy note to my story.

"But Miss, Uncle Freddie said that real dinosaurs died many years ago in crr – cretaceous era." Luke, the clever kid of the class questioned.

I wish my kid would never turn out to be this smart. Smart people doesn't buy my stories and I, being an obsessive bluffer, want to make myself look invincible to people. Adults wouldn't buy my innocent stories but kids are so innocent and cute that they believe everything I say.

One of the reason I love being a kinder garden teacher is to feed my bluffer side.

"Yes sweetie, but do you want to know how I had a real dinosaur pet?" I asked invoking some curiosity and all the kids nodded their head attentively. With my one year of teacher experience, I came to know that kids believe easily when we give curious baits. Anyways these stories increase creativity in kids so there's no harm in a little self praise.

"I was a dinosaur in my last birth." I whispered to them as if this was a grave secret.

All the little monsters gasped eyes widened and looked at me in amazement.

"Yes. I was a dinosaur. In my last birth, when I was coming back from school, I –" I was cut off by Luke, "Miss White, Dinosaurs go to schools?"

Uh, Luke, why don't you concentrate on story? You are too young to know scientific details. Parents these days are going overboard feeding children with unnecessary knowledge at a very young age.

"There are. We use to go to elemental schools. I was a fire elemental." I said proudly and Luke's eyes widened a little.

"Wow Miss White, You are amazing." The whole class clapped in amazement which made me so happy. This is what I'm craving for.

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