for some reason

i just remembered a scene from my kinder choir years...

sitting in the front row in the Salina Bible church sanctuary, i watched the red carpet that stretched in front of me onto what i viewed as "the big stage." a little girl sat next to me. she was new. her long dark hair and big brown eyes were distinctive. i didn't know her name, but as soon as i looked at her she took my hand. our miniature hands stayed together as she said, "can we be friends?" i remember how she pronounced her words with such clarity, how she wanted to be my friend, and how that was enough to make me smile.