Small

A long time ago I went to a very small school with a very small class and one very small kid. His name was L. L stood a full head shorter than all the other children in third grade and that’s saying something cause back then we were all pretty tiny. But he had a big sense of humor that often times got him in trouble. He that small guy in the class that everyone would crack jokes about. The class clown no one took seriously. Then one day he stopped showing up. The class was a lot quieter after that. Not peaceful but boring. Turns out L’s heart like the rest of him was really small too small even for him. So he had gotten a transplant. When he came back everyone had made cards and welcomed him back happy to have their little friend return. Then a few days later he didn’t show up to class again. But this time we weren’t left to wonder what happened to L. That morning during announcements they told us that his body rejected the new heart he was given. L didn’t make it…

It’s been ages since third grade too many to count. But I’ll never forget how the little guy with the little heart made the biggest impact in the lives of everyone who went to that little school. There was never another kid who could light up the room like L.