I was starting a new job in a tough secondary school. My immediate superior was going through the register for my form. ‘Watch Liam,’ she said, stabbing the page with her finger, he’s a nasty piece of work.’
A few months later I returned to work after an illness. Liam it was who stood up and said, ‘Sir, you should not be here. Go home.’ He was right. He cared enough to stand up and say so. A nice lad, if he let you near enough to find out.