A lady came into the shop today. I haven't seen her for a long long time. Infact she's had 3 children since. The oldest is probably 7 if i'm right. "Hello!" she said with a huge smile - just how i remember her. "How's Jimmy?" "He's great" I replied feeling very pleased to see her. "Just started his second year of big school". "Wow!" she said, and then with a slight frown of confusion "How old is he now?". "13 tomorrow" said I, at which point I realised I had a bit of a tear in my eye, remembering everything she had done for my boy at such an important time in his life. Still I smiled on hoping she wouldn't think I was about to cry into her coffee! "Gosh! 13 already! And I've known him since he was FIVE!!!" she exclaimed in disbelief.
Later, I told Jimmy. "Guess who I saw today - Miss W". "Oh really! My first teacher! How is she?". I looked up from my sewing and he was grinning too.