What a living

I determined what joy is today.
I watched a kid.
A weak kid.
One that has low motor development skills.
I fell in love with this kid and his weakness.
I'm a sucker for wanting to help. i know.
As soon as I saw him make his first effort to participate, he grabbed my attention.
my heart.
it doesnt take much, but his little face, his compassion, took me by surprise.
{Now you see, these "scoopers" we use to pass a ball back and forth. They aren't easy for most. Only few catch on quickly. It's difficult.}
But this kid was determined. Only thing he wanted to do.
I knew it would be difficult.
But i wanted him to do it too.
Helping him the entire class. Priceless
Frustrating.
But...
He learned.
He made steps. small steps. tiny steps.
Happinesss. victory.
He successfully passed it to me.
We jumped for joy.
:)