Ben, until recently a pupil at my nursery school, telephoned me one Friday afternoon. "I got 10 out of 10 for spelling and I got frightened," he said.
"Good," I said, "but you must not get frightened; you should enjoy spelling."
"I did," he said, "and I got frightened and I spelled it right."
The Year 2 children are playing, running around in their own space away from the bigger children. I'm on playground duty, keeping a close eye on things, looking out for facial expressions that speak volumes. A breathless child runs up, tugs on my sleeve and says: "Mrs Palmer, Ben just said the 'R'
"The 'R' word, what's that?"
"Arse," he replies innocently.