I’ve told my student Nadine over and over that she doesn’t have to buy me things at lunch break, but should spend her money on herself. I thought I had finally gotten through to her, so I was surprised today when she offered me a bottle of water. When I started to protest, she launched into a story about how, once, when she was three, she choked on some food, and then got food poisoning, and had to have an injection and all this stuff, and that her mother had said it was important for her to drink a lot of water, so she wanted me to have some water for my food poisoning.
It was so sweet, how could I turn her down? (And it sure hit the spot!)