This
morning I was helping Jenna to get the knots out of her shoelaces and adjust
the shoes back to her feet. She tugged
at the heel of the shoe and stomped on the floor in attempts to get it to fit
over her own heel. It reminded me of the
convenience of the shoehorn.
I had worked at a daycare only briefly. The children were required to take naps. All shoes had to be removed before naps. After the naps, all shoes were to be returned
to feet. This was not always an easy
task. Some of those children had really
tight fitting shoes over really fragile feet.
Thus I started bringing the
shoehorn to work.
Funny about the different reactions I
received from the kids. Suddenly I had
this long line of children who would wait their turn to be fitted properly into
their shoes – while others would go out of their way to find another teacher so
that they would not have to deal with that “scary” shoehorn.
It is actually a great invention. I used to have several of them. I don’t recall ever having seen one after I
got married.
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