Describe the last time you were moved to tears by something beautiful.
I was moved to tears,by the the children I taught. They unconditionally supported me, prejudice was a word never found in their dictionary. They knew they never saw someone like me.
I wore a sari, I had black hair and I spoke another language besides English. My long black hair, fascinated them. They’d come to my desk not for help but to know if my hair was real. On several occasions they touched my hair and let their classmates know it felt real.
It was my first year teaching in that school, there were only two weeks left for Christmas, the kids got busy buying gifts for me. I wasn’t aware that the kids give Christmas presents to their teacher.
Recess time I went to the staff room to spend a few minutes away from my classroom. When the bell rang announcing recess was over, I went back to my classroom, there on my desk were neatly packaged gifts. I went to the staff room to ask one of the teachers,if I was allowed to accept the gifts. “You must” she said, “or else you’d break their heart.”
I went back to my classroom found the kids very quiet, I instantly said, “Thank you children, it is so nice of you to bring gifts for me.”
One of them stood up and asked, “Do you like our gifts, I went with my mom to pick yours?”
The sweetness of his tender voice made me emotional, I was moved to tears. I looked at him and could only say, “so nice of you Jamie, I love all your gifts!”