Gifts

My co-workers, with whom I have been team-teaching for several years, today gave me a very nice bottle of single malt and a beautiful card with an old painting of Edinburgh on one side and some fine comradely sentiments on the other. Sipping the scotch and re-reading the card a few times, the overall effect is a lovely feeling of warmth, satisfaction at having done a job well enough to earn the appreciation of my comrades, and gratitude at having had the opportunity to work with such a fine crew as this. What a lucky man I am to have worked with the likes of them.