"For a short period in my early twenties, I used to work at this school. At one point when we were sitting down eating lunch, this tiny first-grader comes and sits next to me, and says quietly.
“I wish I had an older sister”“Oh? Why?”“Cause then you and her could become really good friends, and then you would come visit us all the time.”
I’ve gotten quite a few compliments from my own age group and older, but that little innocent one was almost heartbreakingly sweet and nice to hear."