Helping & Sharing: A Thanksgiving Story

by Shelby Driskill

In a big city there is a little school made of red bricks. The school sits on a corner, surrounded by tall, tall trees.

Inside the school, there are many happy children in their classrooms. There are big children, small children, and children who are in-between.

In the fall, when the leaves on the tall, tall trees are turning red and gold, the children spend their days learning, playing, and helping.

The children at the little school love to help.

They help their teachers.
They help their friends.

The children at the little school love to help.

As the days get colder, the falling leaves cover the sidewalks around the little school. The children’s footsteps make happy sounds as they run and play in the leaves. Crunch, crunch, crunch. Inside the little school, where it is warm and cozy, the children are learning many things. They learn to read, to write, and to share.

The children — the big ones, the small ones, and the in-between ones — all learn to share.

They share with their teachers.
They share with their friends.

The children at the little school learn to share.

One day, when the red and gold leaves were blowing past the classroom windows, three friends — one big, one small, and one in-between — decided they wanted to help and share.

They went to the office to talk to Ms. Amanda.

“We want to help our parents at home,” said the big friend.

“We want to share food with people who don’t have any,” said the small friend.

“We want to help and share!” said the friend who was in-between.

Ms. Amanda thought and thought. The friends thought and thought.

“Hmmm,” said Ms. Amanda.

“Hmmm,” said the three friends.

“Do you help your parents at home?” Ms. Amanda asked.

“Yes!” said the friends.

“Hmmm,” said Ms. Amanda.

“Hmmm,” said the friends.

“Do you know a way we can give food to people who are hungry?” the children asked.

“Yes!” said Ms. Amanda.

So the friends put the ideas together, just like that!

“We can do extra helping at home,” said the big friend.

“If our parents give us coins we can use the coins to buy food for the people who are hungry!” said the small friend.

“We will help our parents and share the food!” said the in-between friend.

“Helping and sharing!” said Ms. Amanda. She smiled at the three friends. “I think everyone would like to help and share like this!”

Then all the children in the school — the big ones, the small ones, and the in-between ones — got to work work helping at home. Their parents were very proud that the children wanted to help and share.

The children helped in many ways. They washed their pets, and their mother’s cars. They raked leaves into beautiful piles of red and gold. They swept their kitchens, and folded clothes.

The jars of coins at the school were filled up by all the children who were helping. Finally, the jars were full, and it was time to buy food for the people who were hungry.

One by one, the children walked through the little store that the teachers built for them. They took their coins and bought food for the people who were hungry.

The three friends were very happy.

“I bought peaches!” said the big friend.

“I bought beans!” said the small friend.

“I bought spaghetti!” said the in-between friend.

Ms. Amanda smiled at the three friends and all the children. “Now the teachers and I will take this good food to the people who are hungry,” she said.

The friends and all the children smiled, too. They had helped and shared!

Now it Thanksgiving. The little school is filled with children singing, dancing, and sharing good food with their families.

“I am thankful for singing!” said the big friend.

“I am thankful for dancing!” said the small friend.

“I am thankful for this food!” said the in-between friend.

And somewhere across the big city, a family who was hungry sat down at their table and looked at the good food the children had shared with them. They were grateful that children in the little school, under tall, tall trees, decided to help and share.

THE END

tmsHelping & Sharing: A Thanksgiving Story