July 26, 2007 8:35am CST
A teacher asked her class of first graders to draw a picture of something they were thsnkful for. She knew that most of these children from poor families would draw pictures of turkeys or tableswith food, but she was taken aback with the picture Helen handed in -a small childshly drawn hand. But whose hand was it? The class was captivated by the abstract image." I think it must be the hand of God that brings us food." said one child ."A farmer," said another ,"because he grows the turkeys."Finally when the others were at work ,the teacher bent over Helen's desk and asked whose hand it was ."It's your hand ,Teacher ." she mumbled. She recalled that frequently at recess she had taken Helen ,a scrubby forlorn child by the hand .She often did that with the children .But it meant so much to Helen .Perhaps this was everyone's Thanksgiving ,not for the material things given to us but for the chance,in whatever small way ,to give to others.