
Rears streamed down Rebecca’s chubby cheeks as she stared at her scraped and bleeding knee.
“Rebecca! Are you okay?” her brother asked as he ran up to his baby sister.
“It hurts Bubba,” she whimpered.
“You are too little to ride my skateboard. That was reckless of you. Can you stand up?”
Rebecca stood up wincing at the pain in her knee.
Bubba picked up his skateboard and they headed for home.
“Here, hold my hand and I will get you home safely. Mom’s making chicken noodle soup, your favorite. We will put extra noodles in your bowl to help you feel better. And we will put some love on your knees to make them feel better too. Okay.
“I wanted to ride your skateboard like you do.”
“When you get bigger.”

Always Be Kind




















