
Two years ago, one of my first students gave me an ornament which he made for me. This one, unlike my own kindergarten ornament, is hanging on my tree. I haven't decided, though I have a pretty good feeling that I know, why I would be willing to hang the ornament my student made of me and not mine. When someone else makes something for you, it is more special. But beyond that, I know that the ornament I made when I was 5 years old was not something I came up with one my own. My music note ornament is truly from the heart, and for that reason, I am happy to hang it on my tree next to my grandmother's heirloom ornaments and brand new ones I've picked up myself from the shops in my neighborhood.

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