"Everyone, please line up in an orderly manner!" I instructed my students while I ushered them off the bus and to the pavilion nearby. Obediently, the five-year-olds gathered around the pavilion. After issuing a set of rules, I cast stern looks at the mischievous students. "Do not touch the water. Understood?" I warned, my eyes affixed on Tom, the most mischievous boy in my class. He gave me an angelic grin and nodded. We soon reached the Crimson Wetlands, stopping in front of a huge pond...