TITLE: One of a Kind Bracelet 7-18-13
By Bonnie Rose Hudson
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Mary turned and waved goodbye to her mom, then stepped inside the craft store. She had been to her first jewelry-making class here last week, and her teacher said she had made the best pin out of all the first graders! Today, they were supposed to make a bracelet.
She walked over to the table in the corner of the room where her teacher and several of the other kids were already sitting down. She slid onto the end of one of the long benches and waited. Just a minute or so later, she saw a new girl step nervously through the front door.
Mary waved and motioned for the girl. The girl smiled and came closer to Mary. But as soon as she got close, the other kids at the table started snickering and saying dumb things about the visitor. They didn’t even know the visitor!
Where was the teacher? She had been there just a minute ago. Maybe she would make everyone be good. But the teacher wasn’t at the table any more.
The girl stopped. Mary called out, “Come here, sit by me.” As soon as she had sat down very nervously on the edge of Mary’s bench, Mary said, “What’s your name?”
“Jasmine. What’s yours?”
“Mine is Mary. Why were those kids being so rude?”
Jasmine dropped her eyes toward the floor. “I met them last week at school. They said I’m weird because I have an artificial leg. They called me names and made fun of the way I walk.”
“What does your leg have to do with taking a craft class or going to school?”
“I don’t know! Seemed silly to me at first. But then I realized that they are bullies. They will try anything to feel popular.”
Just then, the craft teacher came, which quickly ended everyone’s talking. She gave each student a stretchy piece of string. And a cup full of three different kinds of beads. Mary’s were shaped like stars, some like long noodles, and others were shaped like spirals. Jasmine had hearts and ovals and big flat circles.
The teacher told them to make the prettiest bracelet they could imagine. Mary and Jasmine both went to work on their bracelets. But after a while, neither of them was happy with their bracelets.
Mary asked Jasmine, “Do you like your bracelet?”
Jasmine shook her head.
“I don’t either,” Mary replied. “I wanted to put a heart on mine to tell my mom and Jesus how much I love them.”
“And I wanted a spiraled one,” Jasmine said, “because my mom said we can go to the amusement park this summer and try out one of the big slides. If I make it for her, maybe she’ll wear it on vacation.”
“I have a thought,” Mary said, and leaned over to whisper to Jasmine.
Jasmine listened and started to cry.
But their whispers had gotten the interest of the boys and girls who had picked on Jasmine before.
Jasmine and Mary both turned so they were facing each other and not looking at anyone else. Then they got to work. About an hour or so later, their teacher came around to see how they had done.
When she picked up Mary and Jasmine’s bracelets, she smiled. “You both did a perfect job! I was wondering if anyone here would remember to share. By letting each other use your beads, you made something truly special. Great job!”
Mary smiled and gave Jasmine a big hug. She had a new friend. And she didn’t care what those other boys and girls said. Together, Mary and Jasmine made a beautiful team.
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