The Teacher Who Cared

It was a start of a new year, Courtini fifth grade teacher was Mrs barrow. Courtini felt no closeness to Mrs barrow and saw her as another teacher. One day, Courtini grandmother who lived with them was diagnosed with cancer, about a month later she slipped into coma and died. Losing her was unbearable for Courtini. At the funeral, Courtini was sitting there motionless as she was very sad, she looked up and saw Mrs barrow standing there. She held Courtini hands and comforted her by reminding her that now her grandma had no more pain or suffering. Courtini's mum handed her a pretty ivy plant in a pink pot. The attached card read:I'm sorry about your grandmothe.Never forget, I love you. You are like one of my children. It was from Mrs barrow. She wad touched wanted to cry,Mrs barrow was the best teacher she had ever had forever.

The act of love

Kathy hate pulling weeds, she thought it was hot and sticky espically on saturday. Sometimes kathy wondered if her dad ever like her. He would grumble if he saw a weed. Like that night, Kathy took the thrash without being told, however her dad did not realise it and was mad with her as she did not put the trash can lid tightly enough to keep their dog out. Two weeks later, on the morning of another weed picking weekend, she was sick, he took her to the doctor and the doctor said she had pnuemonia. The only thing nice was that she did not need to pick weeds. That night a nosie wake her up, it was her dad, he came up to her and put his hand against Kathy forehead. He then laid something on her nightstand and left. When he was gone, Kathy reached out to the nightstand and picked up the basket inside the basket was a cute little puppy. Her dad had never gave hug and never said, I love you.But he had just said it all.