At the bus stop one morning, I noticed a little girl wearing sneakers in the freezing cold…
At the bus stop one morning, I noticed a little girl wearing sneakers in the freezing cold. Her shoes were tattered, and she kept shifting her feet like she was trying to warm them up.
I recognized her from my son’s school, so I quietly called the office later and asked about her. Turns out, her family was struggling, and warm clothes weren’t a priority over food.
That afternoon, I bought a pair of cozy winter boots and handed them to the school counselor. The next morning, I saw her at the bus stop again—this time, with warm, fuzzy boots on her feet and the biggest smile on her face.