Friends can come in all sizes and ages. One of my friends this year is the eight year old second grader who I am tutoring in reading. We meet on Monday afternoons after school at his school. My spouse is also tutoring there. He is working with a third grader. My little second grader struggles some with reading, loves maps, and is always willing to work hard. Today was a great day. He read four easy books to me, with very little help, did six workbook pages on the soft sounds of vowels and we played a dice game he enjoys. He was happy that I won. That's the kind of child he is. On the first day that we met we discovered that his birthday is on December 14, while mine is on December 13. This past December he turned 8 and I turned 80. We both thought that was pretty neat. He wants to be an architect or an engineer when he grows up. I really hope I am helping him on his way. When we make eye contact, which is often, we smile and smile at each other. That's how I know we're friends.
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