We'd said farewell; I'd dismissed them; but no one was leaving...
”Class is not over,”they said.
I looked at my watch...there were four minutes left. Imagine, four minutes and they were still sticking around.
“Okay,” I said, “Sing me a song! A song in Chinese. Issy come up here and lead them.”
So, they sang this song; it's a song of gratitude and thankfulness...and my heart was touched by their beauty, their innocence, their goodness!
You can see/hear it here:
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