Gemotions

"And remember, children, practice makes perfect," Miss Peterson said with a warm smile, as she dismissed her class. She was a firm believer in repetition and rote learning. It worked, she knew.

She returned to her desk to find a small, jewel-toned velvet box. She carefully opened it, to find a custom-made pen, engraved with her name and a small inscription. The note read, "Thanks for teaching me how to be excellent. - A grateful student."

She closed the box, and a smile flickered across her lips. A small, proud feeling surged through her. She was a good teacher, she realized. Perhaps the best.