I think it's the smallest things, that make the difference. Small things can often effect people the most.
I remember in my Freshman year I was having serious problems in my Algebra class, and I had just gotten out of retaking a test I knew I completely failed again. At this point I was starting to doubt I was really good at anything, and I felt like a complete failure and/or that I had some sort of mental problem, since I just couldn't seem to fix my grades. I was sitting outside the school crying under one of the pillars in the back after everyone had left, when my geography teacher was coming out to go home, by this point a bunch of other teachers had already passed me and went home, without even stopping once to ask if I was okay. She asked me what was wrong, and even though I didn't really want to say anything because I felt stupid as it was, I told her why I was so upset. She told that things would get better, and that I just need to stay positive and know that people are here to help me, and before she left she gave me a little purse tissue pouch she had. I still have it, it is a constant reminder to me that there are really kind people in this world, that take a second out of their day to make another person feel better. I passed my Algebra class with a high B.
