There's a great, small character in the book A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, the elderly and stately janitor Mister Jenson. He's beloved by the students, the principal, and the teachers.
This one sentence about this one small character lives with me still:
"When they were teaching, Mr. Jenson would often come in and squeeze himself into one of the back seats and enjoy the lesson too."
Lovely.
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