“Mommy, I do not want to go to school.” A three year old girl said sobbing against her mother’s chest.
“Timmy, please don’t make it difficult for us honey.” The mother bit her lips in an attempt to control the tears from falling from her eyes. She didn’t want to cry in front of her daughter. They were standing in front of St. Bishop’s Montessori school.
“Daddy please don’t leave me here. I will be a good girl. I will not pee on the bed hereafter but please please don’t leave me daddy..” Her silent sobs were now turning into violent screams.
“Ohh my precious baby girl.. Daddy and mommy promise to come pick you up when the school gets over.” Her father crouched down and hugged her small frame in his arms. Her words were tugging hard at his heart. Timandra was their only child and he did
