He boiled water for me

My long awaited day has arrived. The first Saturday of October 2008, my first coaching session of JH and YLe.

H was so lovely and supportive.

Not only was he willing to sit down and be part of the group because I wanted him to learn together with the other kids. He was participative and enthusiastic during the session. Though he was a year younger than the rest of them, he was able to complete the assignments well. There were 2 different sessions lined up back-to-back at the request of YLe's mom. JH's mom obliged.

During the second session which H was asked not to attend (this session is not suitable for him), he took his initiative to boil water in the kitchen. I could hear running filtered water filling up the kettle and later the whistle of the kettle confirmed his action.

Though tired from late night the night before, I was smiling in my heart.

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