good start

This morning, on my way to work, I was stopped at a red light when a sea of elementary school children were scurrying across the street. The pedestrian signal started flashing the hand at them, and the teacher guiding the students across the street held his arm out to stop the rest of them from crossing. They all came to a screeching halt, bumping into each other one by one and bursting into giggles. That's when I knew it was going to be a good day.