Fainjin came home with a gold star from the art teacher. It’s an impressive thing, about 8cm across, a cardboard star outline with yellow paper stuck behind it, and she has written his name in the middle.
“Wow! How did you get a gold star?!”
He grinned. “It’s because I was SO good!”
I carried it home for him, keeping it safe in my bag but he had to check every few minutes that I still had it and hadn’t dropped it.
I saw the art teacher this morning, and told her how thrilled he was to get a gold star. She smiled. “He’s such a studious wee fellow…”
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