Cozy Cuddles


Whenever we see kids, as cute and cuddly as they are, we can never resist hugging them. Little angels that you can never get tired of kissing and hugging.

Me, working as a teacher assistant in CambridgeKids, deals a lot with different kid characters. There are the ones that cry when they get upset with themselves when they dont know how to colour. The ones that spill their twisties all over the floor. The little bully that gets scolded by the teacher for pinching the classmate's nose. The manja fellow that likes to creep on people's lap and just cuddly make themselves comfortable. No matter how different they all are, they all LOVE hugs.

I hug them everyday, with them smiling in my arms. I hug them when they cry, so that I can comfort them. I hug them when they're laughing so I can join their laughter. I hug them just because I want to.

We always assume that we hug kids to give them comfort, to give them the vibe of our protection towards them. But for me, when I hug them -- between me and them -- its me who is the one that needs their hugs the most.

When I hug them, I feel the warmth of their cheeks brushing on to mine. I feel them tightening their grip on to me as if they are afraid to let go. But it is me, who is yearning to be in their arms, to be hugged back, to feel their tiny little heart beating against my chest. To hug them without thinking of anything else but feeling their little palms behind my back. I cuddle little angels full of innocence and joy.

To be hugged back in the purest way, to see them smiling -- it makes me believe I can make it through the day.


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