Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher asked1students to draw a picture of something that they were thankful for. People celebrated the holiday2turkey and other traditional foods of the season, so most of her students' pictures were about them.
3,Peter drew a different kind of picture. Peter was a different kind of boy. He always looked sad. When asked to draw a picture of something for which he was thankful, he drew a4. Other students were all very interested in the picture. Whose hand could it be? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers feed5. One thought it was the hand of a policeman, because the police6and care for people. One guessed it was the hand of God ... The discussion went on until the teacher almost7the young artist.
During the break, all children ran out of the classroom except Peter. The teacher came to Peter's8, bent (俯身) down, and asked him whose hand it was. The little boy9and said in a low voice, "It's yours, teacher."
She remembered the times she took his hand herself and walked with him here or there. She10said, "Take my hand, Peter, Let's go outside." or, "Let me show you how to hold your pencil." Peter was very grateful to his teacher.
