I was walking down a corridor in the school where I work. The 8 year old boy that I teach 1:1 had raced on ahead. As I neared a set of doors (I guess they're fire doors as they serve no purpose other than to break the corridor up) I saw a little face peering at me from behind one of the glass windows in the door on my right. The door was open, meaning there was just a small space between the door and the wall with pretty much nowhere to go. My initial thought was, "Ah, little J is playing hide and seek with me" so I pretended not to have seen him. I passed through the doors and snapped my head back to catch him out ... but there was nobody there. A quick investigation confirmed that J was, in fact, in a room at the end of the corridor already with his shoes off ready for our daily sensory session. There is no way that the little face could have been J's.
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