how lucky you are

One year when I was teaching second grade, a new child entered our class mid-year. His name is Daniel, and he brought a special light to our class.
Daniel came to me one afternoon at the end of the school day. He said, “Ms. Johnson , I have a note for you from my old teacher. It’s not on paper though, it’s in my head.” Daniel leaned over and said , “She wanted me to tell you how lucky you are to have me in your class!”