I used to believe that we grownups have a job to train children, teach them what is good and what is bad. It is not true. It is them who train and teach me to become a better human being. They make me question “goodness” and “good children”. They make me appreciate my beauty and my ugly spots. They mirror me with honesty but filled with love. How I treat them is how I treat a child inside me. I am so lucky I have teachers like them.