Please, Miss Hodge, can I have another one?
Glaring at the little one, Miss Hodge asked, ‘ I just gave you three of them an hour ago. How could you have lost them already?’
Sandy looked desolately down at the ground and mumbled, ‘The other kids were playing and they must have taken mine away. I promise I won’t lose this one. Please, pretty please!’
Her plaintive cries and beautiful eyes did nothing to melt Miss Hodge’s heart. ‘I’m sorry. I can’t afford to give you any more. You’ll have to manage with what you have. Now, go. . .’
A soft voice interrupted her tirade. Turning, she frowned at Miss Pine who stood behind her. ‘Sandy dear, how many do you need? I can spare about five.’ Eyes lighting up, Sandy nodded and quickly scampered away with her haul.
Miss Hodge wasted no time in berating her colleague. ‘The kids will learn no responsibility if you keep giving them things the minute they lose them! How many times have I told you that?’
Smiling benignly, Miss Pine said, ‘It’s important to encourage them. These quills will grow back. Stifled curiosity will not.’ Saying so, she settled her porcupine body next to Miss Hodge, the hedgehog, who sat fuming away.
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