The Holidays seem to encourage even more of a 'me, me, me' mentality among so many kids. Mine included. And I sometimes worry that my three think way too much of themselves and not enough of others -- especially my 9th grader, who is 'at that age.' But over the past two days, I've seen a glimpse of a very caring young man who has given to his not-so-fortunate friends when no one else cared -- and no one else was looking.
Ben learned on Christmas Day that his friend Carlos had no Christmas. So, without hesitation he wrapped up three shirts that he had gotten for Christmas and gave them to Carlos. (Ok, maybe they weren't his favorites . . .:) . . .but it's a step in the right direction.) And yesterday, he learned that his friend Jesse, whose father went to jail on Christmas Eve, only received a Walmart plastic watch from his aunt. So when he and Jesse went to work cattle yesterday with my husband, he quietly asked that we not pay him for his work, but give his wages to Jesse. And he wants to use a portion of his Christmas money to buy Jesse some new clothes.
Oh, how I've learned to celebrate those little fleeting moments.
Ben was back to his old self again this morning -- completely ignoring me when I asked him what he wanted for breakfast and then looking at me as if I'd lost my mind when I offered him an eggwhite omlette with a whole wheat English muffin on the side.
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