While my students were being paired up with the youngsters I observed the following:
Angels with glitter in their hair.
A boy pounding another on the wrist, while the victim remained silent and appeared bored.
My principal telling the teacher about the pounding and my students calling him a tattle tale.
One boy's attention continuously drifting from his reading to gaze at a book on a high shelf. The title of the book was Lawn Care for Busy People; there was a living grasshopper on its spine.
One student wiggling a loose tooth with his tongue while concentrating
A female toddler child, belonging to a couple enrolling their older son-- she was wearing tiny pink Chuck Taylors and would scream then giggle. Repeatedly.
The smiles of typically angst-filled teenagers as they left the building with fewer answers ready to leap off their tongues, and a new perception of the Universe.