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Saturday, January 27, 2007

its the little things

just realised how sweet one of my tuition boys was

i was helping another class last week
but at the end of everything i went to the carpark area to get a drink
having bought it and heading back upstairs
i saw that boy who looked mildly frantic
him: "AHH jane..i was looking for you!"
me: "oh really ah..for what?"
him: *looking slightly sheepish* "erm..i want to thank you for the birthday card last year"
*the tuition prog sends a bday card to the kids and we teachers would write inside
me: "oh..okie:) so you liked it lah"

today i found out he came last week specially to thank us!
i mean..how nice is that!?
he withdrew from the programme this year
miss having him in the class
he isnt very strong in his work but he is a pretty cute little boy
who tries to crack funny jokes [not the rude/irritating kind] sometimes
rather polite and friendly too:)

its the little things that makes you want to continue

10:28 PM
heaven in a wildflower