When I was in school, there was a girl in my class who regularly arrived without lunch. Whenever someone asked why she wasn’t eating, she would smile and explain that her mother had forgotten to pack something. Most of our classmates accepted her explanation, but I couldn’t help noticing how often it happened. One afternoon, I told my mother about the girl and how uncomfortable I felt watching her sit alone while everyone else ate. Without hesitation, my mother decided to do something abo…Continue Reading
