<strong>Margarita Wilson - Sunshine Daycare Center</strong><br/><br/>Some people derive some real joy from dealing with children on a regular basis.  They say that children are the future, and those wide eyes always seem to seek knowledge, learning and beauty.  They say that children are the last few who haven't been truly jaded by society, that they will be the key to the future.<br/><br/>Not everyone can hold that perspective.  Children are often loud, noisy, messy and don't stop crying.  While some are content to play and behave themselves, it really only takes one misbehaving to start a cascade of tears and whining.<br/><br/>There aren't too many posters in the large room, mostly because many of them have been strained, torn or otherwise ruined and had to be taken down.  One of the ones that remained was a picture of a cow at a farm, with the words "The cat meows" written jovially in bright, fanciful letters.  It used to be part of a set, but all the others are long gone.<br/><br/>It was almost 4:00, time for the parents to start coming in to collect their children.  A regular, Mr. Phillips, a kindly older gentleman, would be here soon to bring his child Stephen home any minute now.  Many others would come in an hour or two, but thanks to work, traffic and the like, Mr. Phillips always just seemed to be the first to come.<br/><br/>The other teacher, Rebecca Boules, was busy trying to chat with two of the larger and more unruly children in order to get them to share the last remaining train before one or both of them broke it.