Class Picture From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Canadian Acts of Kindness By Harley Hay The true gift of friendship is the gift of yourself. ~Author Unknown I walked to South School every day with Glen, who lived in a broken-down house — more of a shack really — down the street from me. We'd join up on our way to school, kicking rocks down the sidewalk in the fall, throwing the odd snowball in the winter, floating little matchstick boats down the gutter rivulets in the spring. We never said much to each other. Glen wasn't much for words. He had been held back a grade or two in school, and he was much taller and bigger than the rest of the kids in our third grade class. (Keep reading) |