Kindness is the only service that will stand the storm of life and not wash out. It will wear well and will be remembered long after the prism of politeness or the complexion of courtesy has faded away.
~ Abraham Lincoln (1809 – 1865)
The facts are these:
At the annual year-end camping trip, a group of girls sat at a table eating breakfast. There were plenty of seats available. Yet another girl, when she tried to sit down – her tray perched precariously on her forearm and a hopeful smile adorning her face – she was told to move along; there wasn’t enough room for her to join.
Words were exchanged. Giggles and snark were on the menu, an appetizer, the standard fare of 5th grade.
The girl looked around the room for other options.
A boy, having found his own seat away from the crowd, took notice. He stood up, waved her over, and told her she could sit with him if she wanted.
She did. She smiled.
We heard about this from the mother of one of the girls at the “crowded” table. She offered it to us as a recognition of our son’s generosity.
Is it any wonder that this is my son’s new favorite song . . .
He wakes up every day the same
Believin’ he’s gonna make a change
Never wonders “if” but “when”
I guarantee he can find a way
To reach out and make somebody’s day