Sam’s mom made chicken biscuits for breakfast. Sam sat at the kitchen table savoring every bite while he waited for the school bus. Something was on his mind.
“Mom, do you think I could take chicken biscuits to school for everyone in my homeroom this Friday?”
“What’s the occasion?”
“I was thinking, if I walked through the door with delicious chicken biscuits for everyone, maybe someone would talk to me. Do you think that’s a nice thing to do?”
Sam’s mom felt her heart break.
“It’s a beautiful thing to do, Sam.”
She smiled at Sam and thought, uncommonly beautiful.
Also, if you are interested, I recently traveled to NY and wrote a follow-up post inspired by Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers story about Emma Lazarus. Check it out here.