Why I Love Being a Teacher - 1

I was helping one of my Grade 1 students today to colour a picture (while trying to teach him some English in between) and he was struggling to hold the pencil properly. It kept slipping off his tiny sweaty hand. 

Me: "Hold it tight. It won't slide anymore."
Him: "It's like a water. All time my hand is hot. But all people have hands like a water sometimes..."

Oh, yes, we do... We all have hands like a water sometimes...