It was grade three and four’s first break, and once again I had duty. The time hit 9:20 a.m, and the supervisors whistle blew. All teachers on duty then screamed “LINE UP!” This whistle blow pressured all the kids on the playground to run. To them, where they were running didn’t matter. As long as they were running. Some were running in circles, and others were running after the kid that took their favorite juice box from their lunch box. My job at this point was to make sure everyone was lined up. I saw a couple of boys at the end of the playground that were huddled up. I went up to them to tell them to line up, and noticed that one of the kids had a stack of bathroom tissues stuffed in his tiny pant pocket. I asked one of his friends why he needed so many. He said: “Miss, he snacks on them in class” with a face that read “What an absurd question. It’s completely normal to crave 2-ply.” Snacking on bathroom tissues is normal, guys. That’s why they’re called all purpose tissues, duh. My prayers go out to ‘tissue boys’ insides.