Your kid fell. Then the teacher said -
"Hey everyone, look here. Little Timmy fell. Now we're going to give him a bandaid. Look at little Timmy's new bandaid. He's special. He got a bandaid. Isn't it nice? It's a really nice bandaid. He's so lucky to get a bandaid. If all of you kids are good, maybe one day you'll all get nice bandaids like Little Timmy did. And you Timmy, you like your nice bandaid, don't you? Yeah, it's fun to get bandaids."
In a month or so, they'll say -
"Remember that bandaid you got a while ago? Well now you'll get another one. You must be really excited to get a bandaid again. And if you never got a bandaid yet, today everyone gets bandaids. You should all be happy and excited to get your nice new bandaids. This is going to be fun. Everyone gets bandaids today."
When I was in school my friend stabbed me with some scissors and I had to get stitches.
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