On my way into class today, my most outspoken student stopped singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" and yelled, "Ooh, hey! I love that shirt." It's not my usual solid cotton blend t-shirt. It's a light gray t-shirt with swirly filigree-looking things in black velvet and white screen print on the torso. I said, "Thanks. I like it, too."
Last fall, a different student (who was worried that, among many other things, having her tonsils out would make her voice sound like that of a smoker) said, "Hey, you look really cute today. Good job!"
God, I love the filterless ones. They always act so surprised when I wear something "cute," and I am as entertained by their surprise as I am appreciative of their compliments. They ask the best and the worst questions, but they aren't afraid to ask. I count myself lucky if I can get one in every class.