“Good morning Liron.”
“Good morning Jiejie (big sister) Wai Jia,” you say sheepily as you fiddle with your socks, trying to take them off before entering the classroom.
“Hey,” I said cheekily. “I’m teaching your class today. Is that all right?”
“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!”
That was the biggest YAY I’d heard in ages.
You make my Sundays bright and sunny too.
Hug.
