23 23 The children were giving the teacher Easter presents at the end of term: chocolates and flowers, handkerchiefs and little bottles of perfume, small pottery figures and colourful scarves. One angelic-looking little girl presented the teacher with a small bag of sugar-coated chocolate eggs.
‘These are for you, miss,’ the child whispered sweetly, ‘because you are my very favourite teacher.’
The teacher blushed with embarrassment and obvious pleasure. ‘Oh, what a kind thought,’ she said. ‘Thank you so much, Amy.’ She gave the child a peck on the cheek. ‘Do you think I might have one now?’
The little girl nodded and watched as her teacher popped one of the chocolate eggs in her mouth.
A small boy then approached the teacher’s desk with a little egg in the palm of his hand. ‘This is for you, miss,’ he said shyly.
‘My goodness,’ the teacher said, ‘another present! Thank you so much, Joseph.’ She then popped that egg in her mouth and crunched, just as the small boy announced proudly, ‘Our budgie laid it this morning.’
