Amelia, Hannah's aide, circulated around the classroom, helping keep an eye on the students as they started in on their bell work for the day. It was three weeks into the school year and the students were just beginning to settle in, having spent those three weeks testing Hannah's boundaries, Amelia's boundaries, and no doubt the school secretary's boundaries, just to see where they were at.
Hannah had known to expect it, of course – it was just the way fifth graders operated. Old enough to test boundaries; young enough to respect them once they found them. It was one of the reasons why Hannah loved this age so much. Too young, and they'd want her to wipe their nose for them. Too old, and they'd be too cool to listen to a teacher.
Yeah, fifth graders were just about right.