Today, one of our bus drivers came into the office
and gave me a shopping bag. She asked me
to take it to Bryce, one of our first grade students. He had gotten on her bus this morning and was
sad, because he didn’t have any pajamas to wear for “pajama day” at
school. The driver went to the Dollar
General Store and bought him some PJ’s.
I called him to the office and showed him what was inside the bag. His eyes lit up like none I have ever
seen. I asked him if he liked them and
if he wanted to put them on. His answer
was “YES!” He came back from the bathroom
with the bottoms on, but holding the shirt in his hand. He whispered to me, “Would you cut the tags
off for me? I don’t like them. They are too scratchy!” I told him I would, because I always cut the
tags out of my shirts, too. He thought
that was really funny! When the driver
came back in at noon, I told her he was so happy and he said he knew it was
from her. She went and bought him some
more things and brought the bag to the office.
The aide in the classroom told me he said he had slept in the clothes he
had on that day, because he didn’t have PJ’s.
He had worn the same outfit to school for the third day in a row. Bryce told her he had asked Santa for new
clothes when he saw him last week at school.
I took the bag with the new clothes down to his classroom at the end of
the day. I showed him everything that
was in the bag. He was so excited
because there was a new toothbrush in the bag, too. I showed him the socks and he pulled off his
shoe to show me he had a hole in his sock.
His big toe was sticking all the way through the end of the sock. After school, I sent the driver a text. I told her I gave him the bag and everything
he said. That he knew it was from
her. She told Bryce it must have been
Santa, it wasn’t her. I also called his
mom to tell her what happened and where everything had come from. She was very thankful.
