Being Kind, Even When It Hurts--Ld

Nine-year-old Beth parked her red wagon and went inside to watch cartoons. Two hours later, she went back out. She and Mom had enjoyed taking Blair for a ride, along with Raggedy Ann and Andy. She began to shout, “MOM! She’s gone!” They began to retrace their route. They rushed toward the park in search of this treasure. She had a dozen Barbies; but Blair, she had received from Granny Ann, whom she now missed beyond measure. Blair must’ve fallen from the wagon! She would be so relieved to find that gift. If they failed, she knew she’d be grieved. They passed the home of Beth’s classmate Susie on the way. Susie’s widowed mom worked two jobs, doing the best she could while grandmas kept the four kids for free. Beth recalled a day Mom had given food and cash to this lady. This made Beth feel good. She learned lessons about being kind early in her childhood. Susie was playing with a Barbie. She told Beth, “LOOK! I found her on the sidewalk right there!” Beth smiled sadly. Susie said, “My sis and I really like this doll, but if the owner came around, we’d do the right thing and give her back.” Beth fought the urge to cry. “I lost her, but you keep her--please.” Mom’s response--a happy sigh.