“School Race,” Friend, May 2003, 17
Our school had a race. I was a fast runner, and I expected to beat my competitors. As I was running, I saw one of the runners sitting on the ground. I stopped and asked what was wrong.
He was having an asthma attack and couldn’t run. I waited with him until a teacher arrived. Then I finished the race. I did not win, but I felt good because I had stayed with him.