The other day we had dinner with my mother-in-law and as she was recuperating from her fractured thigh bone, she was still walking with a slight limp (coupled with her already weak knees to begin with).

As she was slowly easing herself into the car, the son stepped up to her, stooped down and tried to lift her leg in. Then he stood up, looked at her, shined her his brilliant smile and gave a huge hug.

I think that must have made her day.

And made my heart swell with pride because having a compassionate and empathetic child is so much more important that all academic qualifications put together.