Melted

How can one not melt when presented a gift from one's student?
As a temporary teacher, you tend to feel like your presence in this school and in your students' lives would be a fleeting one. And when such small nice stuff come you way, as when students confide in you; joke with you; chat about anything under the stars with you; play games with you; offer you somtin from their holiday's trip. How can one not feel deeply touched?

Yes. Small things make big things. And i am so glad these students had painted a humongous n wonderful picture in this life of mine. I hope i painted theirs a bright blue hue too, like that of the heavenly sky.