Sugaree-33

First Lesson:  Soren is five
Spring had arrived, but the air in Scotland was still cold.  Small green shoots were starting to push up through the bare soil and the first crocus bulbs had bloomed under the large tree in the garden behind the house.  The birds had returned and were nesting in the trees and the bushes.
It was the bird song which had Soren Snape anxious to explore the trees for nests.  A steady rain had kept him indoors for days and he was anxious to see if the eggs had hatched.
"Come outside with me, Daddy!  We have to find the nests before Mrs. Tolliver's cat does!  Come on!"  Soren pulled at his father's sleeve.  Severus looked up from his books and frowned at his son over his reading glasses.
 
"You go ahead, Soren.  I still have some work to do here.  If I don't finish these lesson plans there will be no lessons this week.  Not that the students would notice--they seem to get stupider each year," he muttered as he scratched out a complex formula for his Advance