The kids played at recess, as per normal--and by that, I mean, they spent the whole time slowly walking away from Katrina, while she chased them with open arms.
Then Joey fell.
I've never seen it in person, but the reaction was almost akin to a gunshot going off in a crowded room. The children scattered away from Joey, none of them staying to help him up.
I started to step forward, to see if he was alright, when Katrina caught up with him. He looked up at her, clearly panicked, as she reached down and held out her hand.
He then took her hand, and she lead him behind a row of trees, at the edge of the playground. Obviously, I wasn't going to let the kids out of my sight, so I followed them.
I got beyond the trees, and had them in my line of sight, only moments after they'd gotten there. Katrina was staring right at me, the same smile on her face, and Joey was once again on the ground. Blood trickled down her nose, and dripped down her chin. Joey stood a moment later, rubbing his mouth absent-mindedly.
Then he turned, and smiled at me in turn.
I took them to the nurse immediately after, and immediately went to the Principal to tell him about what I saw.
Nothing really came of it, though. He just said that "kids will be kids". I asked him about Katrina and he just shrugged and told me I was reading into normal, if precocious, child behavior.
It's like I'm the only one who cares about these kids. This is not normal behavior. I'm not sure what it is.
If incidents like this continue, I'm going to have to call her parents.
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