When I was in high school I remember just having a bad day.
I went to boarding school up north and I was in my 3rd period science class.
I don't know what set me off, but I just bursted out crying.
I got up and left the classroom,
my teacher saw me but didn't try to stop me.
Later that afternoon I went to my room
and when I looked on my desk I saw a card from my teacher
and it said something along the lines of
"I don't what is happening in your life right now but it gets better and we care about you -from Mr. Moore".
It was one of the sweetest things that he could have done.
I'm 25 now
and I still think about that small act of kindness and how much it meant to me