Author & lecturer Leo Buscaglia (known as Dr. Love) told of a time he was asked to, through a contest, find the most caring child.
What I love about these stories is the vibrational frequency that is emitted from a child’s heart. Below is the winner and some of the other heartwarming innocence that comes from children who see everything unconditionally. Sometimes we need to look through the eyes of a child to really SEE!!!
A four-year-old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his
wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old Gentleman's' yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, 'Nothing, I
just helped him cry.'
Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture
had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted.
A little girl said, 'I know all about Adoption, I was adopted..'
'What does it mean to be adopted?', asked another child.
'It means', said the girl, 'that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!'
On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League base ball game that was being played in a
park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was 'We're behind 14 to nothing,' he answered with a smile.
'Really,' I said. 'I have to say you don't look very discouraged.'
'Discouraged?', the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face... 'Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet.'
Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.
Jamie was trying out for a part in the school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement.. 'Guess what,
Mom,' he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me....'I've been chosen to clap and cheer.'
Stories taken from the 3rd Serving of Chicken Soup for the Soul