The Substitute

Walking through the hallway of the middle school where I work, I saw a new substitute teacher standing outside his classroom with his forehead against a locker.

I heard him mutter, “How did you get yourself into this?”

Thinking he was assigned to a difficult class, I tried to offer support.

“Are you okay?” I asked. “Can I help”

He lifted his head and replied. “I’ll be fine as soon as I get this kid out of his locker.”