Teachers can be like guardian angels (they can also be a source of hell in kids' lives but we'll skip that for now).
Your story reminds me of my own guardian angel teacher story where I was the 2nd grade student. I used to get bronchitis annually as a child. Really bad. My mom was not the nurturing type, couldn't stand it when we kids were around. She sent me to school pretty sick sometimes. Once I was so bad I coughed up all sorts of nasty stuff during the pledge of allegiance. I was very embarrassed and did my best to hide all the snot that came out of me in a piece of paper, which I stuck in my desk.
After the pledge my teacher came over to me and took me to the office. She went in to talk with the principal and the next thing I knew my mom came and got me. I was so relieved to go home to bed but was stressed about all the snot-paper in my desk. For some reason I was embarrassed and just wanted to get it out of there and into the garbage. When I went back to school the first thing I did was go to my desk to deal with it and it was gone.
My teacher had seen all and cleaned up the mess for me as well as making sure I went home when I was too sick for school. I will never forget her kindness and caring, more than y own mom. Her name was Mrs. Robbins.
To all the Mrs. Robbins of the world (and especially those of you on DU): 
Julie
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