I, an old woman who is about to enter Double Ten~
I have loved children since I was a child, and I would watch these babies reach out to fawn over me and call them "sister".
It's so beautiful in my heart, but now, as a kindergarten teacher, I have been pitifully upgraded from sister to aunt. Do you think it's easy for me? I am not just for the flowers of the future. I am working so hard just to cultivate the next generation of presidents. Although you sometimes lose your temper with children, God, you are too short-sighted. They can play happily on the slide. I just raised my head and complained to you. You don't need to let me suffer from heat stroke. Forget about heat stroke, there is no need to let me travel. Even if you let me travel, there is no need~~~~~~Sighing, roaring to the sky, you old pervert without eyes~~