On The Playground

The other day i was outside helping out at recess when this little girls comes up to me almost crying but not quite. she tells me in her little voice that a group of boys are picking on her and hurting her feelings. So i ask her where these kids are at and start walking over their. As we are walking she puts her hand into mine and holds my hand. it was so funny because she was just this tiny girl, we probably looked really cute anyways. So i get over the group of three boys and i stand right over them, and with a deep voice i ask if they are picking on her. i was trying to act intimidating because i wanted to scare them a little. Then i told them to go play on the field and the little girl said thank you and hugged my leg. It felt good to help that little girl and feel important for a little bit.