"Don't go off on your own."
"Don't think you'll only be gone for a little while..."
"Look."
The teacher shook her head slightly. "Didn't you lose your way back this time?"
"If you hadn't run into Big Brother, how would you have gotten back?"
"Big Brother said..."
Little Fatty suddenly looked up.
"He told me to ask a police officer or a staff member for help."
The teacher paused in surprise.
Then she nodded. "Big Brother was right."
"Don't go telling people you've gotten separated from your teacher and classmates."
"Be sure to find a police officer or a staff member where you are."
"Ask them to help you."
"Got it?"
"Got it."
The child nodded.
"But you never know. Someone with bad intentions might see a child on his own..."
The teacher kept talking all the way to the dinosaur exhibit.
Little Fatty listened in misery.
And there was no way to escape.
When he spotted his familiar classmates, his eyes immediately lit up.
He seized a pause in the teacher's speech and hurriedly said, "Teacher, we're back."
The teacher looked up.
A group of little kids came into view.
She nodded.
Right.
They were back.
"All right."
The teacher waved a hand. "Go back to your friends."
Before the child could look pleased, the teacher's expression changed. "But you have to remember everything I just told you."
"And when you get back, write a reflection."
"Write down how you got lost today and what you've learned from it."
Aww...
Little Fatty dragged out the sound.
His face fell.
"You don't want to?"
The teacher raised an eyebrow.
"No."
Little Fatty immediately shook his head.
Head drooping, he walked back to his friends.
"Haha."
When they heard the