Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Day Camp Flashback

I was sitting at a table outside the gymnasium, waiting for parents to come and claim their children.

A little boy, probably 7 or 8 years old, came running out of the gym, a broken hockey helmet in his hand.

"Do you have any tape?"

"Sorry, I don't think I have anything strong enough to fix that."

He looked past me and scanned the surface of my makeshift workspace.

"What about that?" He pointed at the Scotch tape.

I looked at the helmet and frowned. "I don't think that will hold."

He walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. He looked me in the eye.

"Have I ever let you down before?"

I gave him the tape. It held.

1 comment:

Walking Church said...

Yup he is not yet jaded.

I want him for an elder in my Church