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I wake up and spot it right away; my phone plugged in charging next to the bed. Not a big thing, just one of those little things. I get downstairs, which takes a while this pregnant, and again; a cup of tea sitting there. My husband may have left for the day but the reminders of his presence stays. It’s those little things that make me smile. Those things that take maybe 30 seconds or a few minutes but that carry me through the day; I am loved.
At school, I fill the copier with paper. I sort the recycled paper and bring scraps back for the kids. I clean the sink, turn off the lights, change a dried out printer cartridge. None of it is in my job description but it is those little things that make others have an easier day. I greet everyone I meet with a smile, I stand and listen while looking someone in the eye. I email out a website that another grade may be able to use. Those little things that help, those little things that show others concern. I don’t make it a priority, I have enough of those, but I make it a part of my day, i take the time, invest it and move on.
Imagine if we all did little things every day. If instead of hurrying through the day, concerned only about the happenings within our walls, within our brain, we took those seconds and did a little thing? Imagine the example it would set for the kids, for each other, imagine what school would feel like?

