Mrs Jones is a teacher. Her house isn’t far from her school, and she always walks there in the morning. All the pupils in the school are very young. Today Mrs Jones walks to school as usual. It’s very cold, the cold wind goes into her eyes and big tears run out of them. She reaches the school, opens the door and goes into the room. The room is nice and warm. Mrs Jones is very happy. A small boy looks at her for a few seconds and says,“Don’t cry, school isn’t very bad.”With these words he puts his arm around her.