<strong>Margie in the Sunshine Daycare</strong><br/><br/>Children were fun and cute, and full of hope, curiosity and restless energy.  Yes, it was cheesy and cliche, but cliches had to come from somewhere.<br/>The downside to uninhibited wonder and energy was they were hard to control.  At the end of a day of chasing after children and wiping up 'accidents', Margie always felt like she needed someone to take care of her, or at least her own nap time.<br/>Glancing at the clock, Margie counted the minutes until she could go home.  Her shin was throbbing from the building block incident earlier today, and she really needed to wash the chocolate milk off her favorite sweater. Even as the day drew to an end, work was far from over.<br/><br/><strong>"Stephen,"</strong>Marige said with a gentle, but tired smile,<strong>make sure you have all your things packed away before your dad comes."</strong>She finished by patting his backpack.  From the corner of her eye she saw her fellow teacher fretting over a pair of stubborn children.<br/>Margie wasn't good with because she was a firm disciplinarian but because she appealed to their imaginations, and taught them different games and stories these American children had never even heard of.  Or, that's what she liked to believe.<br/><br/>By the looks of things, the real victim in this power struggle seemed to be the poor toy train.<strong>"Hey Becca, maybe I can take a swing at it?</strong>She said with another tired grin.<strong>"Maybe you guys want to play something else?  Maybe a game of tumbang preso!"</strong>It was a lively game that would require the rowdy children to run around and try to knock over a can guarded by the 'it' with their footwear, preferably a slipper. She had been trying to teach it to the kids for a while, but it was catching on relatively well amongst the younger children.  Margie saw it as a good way for the kids to have a truck load of fun, get good exercise, and it also was a way to get them to release some of their restless energy so they wouldn't be too hard for their tired parents to control.