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  • End of the school year and we are preparing all the usual presents, flowers and cards for teachers. It sometimes feels like such a chore, although yes, of course, you are grateful for the work they are doing, for being thoughtful and responsive to your child, for putting up with behaviour and attitudes times 25.

    Imagine my surprise when, following that exciting and exhausting school trip I helped out on (which I wrote about earlier here on Cowbird), I too receive flowers and a collection of cards from the children. I nearly sobbed in front of them. There were hugs and kisses all around.

    And their teacher laughingly asked me: 'You had the most cards of all the parent helpers. What did you do to them? What did you give them?'

    I clutched the precious bundle of letters to my heart. I gave them nothing really, just an ear willing to listen, a bit of love.

    But oh, the richness they have given me in return!
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