Six weeks ago, Michael joined a few friends for a day visit to our hometown. As soon as they reached the food centre, Michael saw his old teacher, Jaclyn and her husband.
The moment the car stopped, he sprinted towards them and greeted them. Since Michael had left our hometown for two and a half years, they had lots of catching up to do.
A month or so later, Michael’s father and I revisited our old neighbourhood. Jaclyn was relating to me how fond she was of my son and how he had not forgotten her after all these years. She taught Michael when he was ten until thirteen years old.
It is indeed very nice to see gratitude in our old students. Of course we try our best in our individual vocation. Still, it is a wonderful feeling to have when our labour of love is appreciated.
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