Boston told me last night that he and Claire are friends again.
This was a little girl who was his best friend on day 1 of second grade. Then she said something mean to him (who can remember what it was?!) and a few more mean things thereafter. He quickly learned to dislike her. And then she was seated next to him in class, so it became a problem.
I suggested to him that he try to be as kind to her as he could. Say nice things to her. Tell her she looked nice that day, or compliment something she said. Ignore any perceived meanness.
He sounded greatly relieved last night when he told me he has passed her a note in class that said, "Are you not my friend?" She passed the note back and whatever she wrote assuaged his concern. He wrote back, "Thank you." And she responded, "No, thank you."
My little diplomat!
(When, where, and how do kids learn to pass notes in class? I can't imagine how that starts!)
And later he told me he had asked the teacher to back up in a lesson as one little boy was falling behind.
This child has an enormous, giving, loving heart. How lucky I am to have him in my life!
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