~ Laura Ingalls Wilder
A mom friend
of mine texted me to share a lovely story about a boy in her son's Third Grade
class. There was a bake sale at school
and my friend, who works at the school, went to find her son to give him money
for the bake sale. When she found her
son, she saw that he already had a treat.
She asked her son how he had bought it and he replied that another
little boy had bought it for him. My
friend gave her son money so that he could repay the other boy. And then she watched as the other boy gave
the money to another classmate, so that he could buy something. "I was touched by his generosity and his
sweetness toward his classmates," my friend said.
And my
friend, no slouch in the kindness department, sent the boy's mother a text
telling her how nicely her son had behaved.
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