This story was imparted to our staff the day preceding the Christmas occasion by our primary school's wellbeing tech.
It appears that one of our little first grade young ladies rides the transport each day with a fifth grade mentally unbalanced kid. She had been soothing him since he was vexed that he was not getting a honor for the primary semester. The following day, the young lady given him a little sack of sweets and a testament that she made herself, revealing to him that he was getting a honor for being thoughtful and an incredible companion.
I wish I could have seen his face...and given her an embrace.