Before school started this morning, during morning assembly, a kindergarten boy came up to me with a stamp in his hand and held it out. He wanted to stamp my hand. Of course, I stuck my hand out with a smile on my face and said "yes! I would love a stamp! Thank you!" Then he proceeded to stamp my hand. It was lime green and maybe half an inch. It read "joy". You can still barely see it on my hand at 4:36 in the afternoon (and many times of washing my hands during the day). I find it ironic that the stamp he had today said "joy". I could paint you a word picture of this kindergartener and there's many things I could say about him. Like most six year old boys you will encounter, he is full of wonder, life, emotions, questions and most importantly, full of joy. I could have told the boy I didn't want a stamp, but you see that would have killed his joy. I'm sure he didn't know it when he stamped my hand this morning that his s...
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