An 11-year-old boy named Todd was struggling to adjust
to the death of his mother.
His father had abandoned the family long ago
and Todd was living with an aunt who
made it known she resented the responsibility.
On several occasions,
the boy's teacher heard the aunt tell Todd,
"If it weren't for my generosity,
you would be a homeless orphan."
The teacher tried hard to make Todd feel valued
and she encouraged his interest in making things.
Just before the Christmas break, Todd shyly presented her with a
small decorated box.
"It's beautiful!" the teacher gushed.
Todd replied, "There's something special inside my mom
gave to me before she died.
She said it's the one thing I can give and still have plenty left.
It helps you feel better
when you're sad and safe when you're scared."
As the teacher started to open the box, Todd warned her,
"Oh, you can't see it."
"Well, what is it?" she asked kindly.
"It's love. And you're the first person since my mom who I love."
The teacher hugged Todd and whispered in his ear,
"I'll treasure this forever.
It's the best gift I ever got."
She kept the box on her desk always.
Whenever she was sad or scared,
she opened it and the love inside never let her down.
Years later, Todd sent her the tassel he wore for
his graduation from medical school.
It's been in the box ever since.
In truth, the gift that keeps on giving is not diamonds;
The more you give away, the more you have left.
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