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Friend, A (by: Danielle Fishel)
Recently, one of my best friends, whom I've shared just about everything with since the first day of kindergarten, spent the weekend with me.
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From the Heart of a Joyous Child (by: Donna McDermott)
Dear Mommy and Daddy,
I write this letter to you in hopes that you will consider your approach to parenting me before I arrive. I am a joyous child. I thrive on love and respect, order and consistency. When I arrive, I will seem very small to you.
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Gift for Two, A (by: Andrea Hensley)
It was a beautiful day for sightseeing around downtown Portland. We were a bunch of counselors on our day off, away from the campers, just out for some fun.
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Gift of the Gods, The (by: Renee R. Vroman)
It was a warm summer day when the gods placed it in her hands. She trembled with emotion as she saw how fragile it appeared. This was a very special gift the gods were entrusting to her.
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Gossiper (by: Author Unknown)
A woman repeated a bit of gossip about a neighbor. Within a few days the whole community knew the story. The person it concerned was deeply hurt and offended.
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Hand, The (by: Author Unknown)
A Thanksgiving Day editorial in the newspaper told of a school teacher who asked her class of first-graders to draw a picture of something they were thankful for.
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He Is Just a Little Boy (by: Chaplain Bob Fox)
He stands at the plate
with his heart pounding fast.
The bases are loaded,
the die has been cast.
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Heart Song (by: Patty Hansen)
Once upon a time there was a great man who married the woman of his dreams. With their love, they created a little girl. She was a bright and cheerful little girl and the great man loved her very much.
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Heaven's Very Special Child (by: John and Edna Massimilla)
A meeting was held quite far from Earth.
"It's time again for another birth," said the angels to the Lord above.
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Help for the Helper (by: Marlena Thompson)
At age eighteen, I left my home in Brooklyn, New York, and went off to study history at Leeds University in Yorkshire, England. It was an exciting but stressful time in my life, for while trying to adjust to the novelty of unfamiliar surroundings, I was still learning to cope with the all-too-familiar pain of my father's recent death -- an event with which I had not yet come to terms.
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