This morning I had five children in my three-year-old Sunday School class. While I was waiting for everything to get settled, the four boys developed a game. They had about five baseball-shaped soft rubber balls in a coffee can and dumped them into the net of the little basketball goal. Then they all scattered to get as many balls as they could and put them in the coffee can. This game was impressive in and of itself. The great thing, though, was that when they were picking up the balls, if one of them didn't have a ball to put in, someone else would give him one. And then they all took turns dumping the balls into the net. They all put this together by themselves without any adult input whatsoever. I heard not a single fight break out and no feelings were hurt. It touched my heart and I was SO proud of them! After all the balls were back in the coffee can, whoever held it would point to each player in turn and say "You won!!!"
This is why I'll be so sad to leave them.
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