It was the coldest day of the year. The thermometer read 3 degrees above zero. The wind chill was insane. There she stood; on time; at the bus stop. She was shivering when the bus driver pulled up. She had no coat. He invited her sit right behind him in the front row. There was a heater vent at her feet.
She tossed a little smile his direction. It melted his heart.
After the last child unloaded from the bus he couldn’t get little ‘M’ out of his mind. She was only six years old. He wanted to help her. A visit with the school counselor was his next stop. There were several coats in the clothes closet. The school had used Care For Kids money to prepare for the cold weather. ‘M’ was a perfect recipient.
The best thing of all happened next. The counselor suggested he present the coat to ‘M’. After all they had become sort of friends. They had shared a smile.
At the end of the day ‘M’ boarded the bus for the ride home. The driver motioned her to sit behind him once again. Just before they pulled out he said, “I have a little something for you to wrap up in tomorrow morning so you aren’t so cold at the bus stop.”
A huge smile broke across her face when she opened the bag. She didn’t say a word. She just quickly put on the pretty pink coat and wrapped her arms across her chest.
“Is it warm?” He asked.
“Yes – like arms giving me a great big hug,” she replied.
One child at a time. . .