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Good Friends

A story about a kind Cara

July 14, 2003


Ready, set, go! I leaped off my feet practically into the air and started running.

"Wait up for me I have to tie my shoe," Cara, my friend, called. Stupid me -- I was so eager to beat her that I ran right past the finish line, and on and on I went.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that she started running with a smile on her face. It was then I realized that I was way past the finish line. So I stopped and ran back to where she was. When I got to her she said, "yay, you won," and started clapping.

I was shocked; I thought she would have been a bit mad.

"Anyway," I said, "no I didn't win. You won because you were a good sport." "That's ok," she said, "lets go get some ice cream. Running was a stupid thing anyway."

I smiled and we started running to the ice cream shop away from the park.

When we got there, the sign said cones cost 50 cents each. Cara reached in her pocket and pulled out two quarters, two dimes, and one nickel. "Oh no, I only have 75 cents," she explained. "That's only enough to pay for one ice cream cone."

She told me I could have her cone. "Wow, that's really kind of you," I said gloomily, "but I have a better idea."

"The sign says it costs 75 cents for a large cone," I noted. "So that means we can share a large one. Since you've been so kind and generous, I'm going to let you choose the cone, ice cream, and toppings.

"That's a great idea," she said. We went up to the cash register, and she started to order. "I would like bubble gum ice cream, a waffle cone, and for the toppings I would like sprinkles and chocolate chips."

She gave the man 75 cents, he gave her the large cone, and we walked out the door.

"I thought you didn't like chocolate, and those were my favorite toppings," I told her. "I know," Cara said with a big, fat smile on her face.

She took a bite and got some ice cream on her face. I thought it looked kind of funny, but I didn't laugh.

"Here, you take a bite," she said.

So I took a bite. With a big smile on my face, I could feel the cold, creamy ice cream swish through my mouth.

One sure could say that Cara is forgiving, a good sport, and kind.

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