Here's a story a friend of mine once told me, in her own words:
One day my young daugther was late coming home from school. I was both annoyed and worried. When she came through the door , I demanded in my upset tone that she explain why she was late.
She said ,"Mommy, I was walking home with Julie, and halfway home, Julie dropped her doll and it broke into lots of tiny pieces."
"Oh , honey," I replied, "you were late because you helped Julie pick up the piecesof her doll to put it back together."
In her young and innocent voice, my daughter said, "No, Mommy. I didn't know how to fix the doll. I just stayed to help Julie cry."
~By Dan Clark~
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