Never throw anything away

Saddest cute thing happened at work today.

First, we've had this bottle of vegetable oil lingering around our supplies.  No one knows where it came from. We finally decided we'd throw it out at the end of the school day.

Also, while the Middle Schoolers are my responsibility, things come up during the day and we all pitch in no matter our original assignments.

Mid morning, a teacher brings in the sweetest little kindergarten boy who wasn't feeling so hot.  So we had him lay down in our "sick child" area with a pillow and blanket.  This space is right next to the cart full of outdoor toys and other recess equipment.

When his teacher comes to check on him, he sheepishly and tearfully shows us his problem.  He has fingers from BOTH HANDS wedged tight into a whiffle ball!

Those tiny digits were swollen and painful.

I took one look and said "Where's that vegetable oil!".

We parked him over the garbage can and poured about 1 cup of the grease over his hands, mine, and the ball. While big fat tears rolled down his face I tugged those tiny fingers from their plastic prison.

Right then we declared "We are NOT throwing out the vegetable oil!"