Mrs. Roach is a witch! And she eats roaches!” a 3ft tall girl yelled as she ran directly toward my Ema and I. It was early, around 8 in the morning & we had just arrived at Stepping Stones. This wasn’t the greeting my Ema and I were accustomed to. Usually it was a peaceful preschool save the squeals of children having fun; playing and running about. Upon hearing the news, we simultaneously started sizing up the source. We were sufficiently suspicious. Getting information from a young lady in ...

Mrs. Roach is a witch! And she eats roaches!” a 3ft tall girl yelled as she ran directly toward my Ema and I. It was early, around 8 in the morning & we had just arrived at Stepping Stones. This wasn’t the greeting my Ema and I were accustomed to. Usually it was a peaceful preschool save the squeals of children having fun; playing and running about. Upon hearing the news, we simultaneously started sizing up the source. We were sufficiently suspicious. Getting information from a young lady in ...