My principal came up to me and said, " What did you do to R.W.? She has changed. Seriously. She is like a different kid."
I don't know why... but I got completely embarrassed.
I then shared my little secret of the 'I love you' squeeze.
My principal then hugged me and said, "Giving them what they need... that's what I love about you. You have probably forever changed her."
Our computer teacher was listening into our conversation and piped up and said that she had seen R.W. in the hallway yesterday and (knowing how naughty she can be) she asked her if she could join her in walking back to my classroom. R.W. quickly grabbed her hand, squeezed three times, and said, "This is mine and my teacher's special 'I love you' squeeze."
I guess I never really thought about how something so small could mean so much... and others would notice so quickly.
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