Ambrose came running towards me with a huge smile off the bus today. He couldn't wait to open his backpack and look at this year's yearbook. This represents work that I've done for a year as I was in charge of it. I can hear the boys downstairs saying 'I know this person from the bus', 'I know so-and-so and that is their brother or sister'. Music to my ears . . .this is all the thanks I need.
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