Last Day

I was asked to resign at work today, or more or less I walked in to find that I had lost my job entirely. They had grown tired of my absences, so it seems. None of the children were sad to see me leave, and I can't say I felt sorry to go. Another day surrounded by their noise and Robbie's puppets would have been too much. To think that a day care full of growing children feels no sympathy for the recovering employee! I won't try to get my job back, but at least I will have more time to catch up on my studies. It is so very silent now without the noises of a bird to brighten my day, and it even the wild birds have stopped singing. Robbie said-in between his chronic apologies and puppet displays distracting me from schoolwork-that it was abnormal for them to be so quiet this time of year.