Five Year Olds Kill

So I've been on work experience today... four more days to go until I get to go back to school (yess!)
So I'm working at primary school, and I'd hoped I'd be stationed in the office. The first hour I got assigned some filing to do, and with a cup of tea in my hand, I got down to it. A cup of tea = so far, so good in my book. Unfortunately, they then posted me to the classroom. A classroom of five-year-old boys. The school is a boys' school, so I wasn't exactly surprised, but five? Ouch. I then spent six more hours being exhausted by tiny missiles who would not leave me alone. I don't hate kids, but I've never been one of those people who naturally get on really well with children. So really, it was not my idea of fun. By 11:30, I genuinely fell asleep whilst they were watching a film. I woke up and my boss was just staring at me.
Oh, it wasn't a complete nightmare, but I'm dreading going back tomorrow... and for the next four days.
God speed the arrival of school next week.
Keep Running, Killjoys!