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Mr. Fitzsimmons Section #1
“Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.”
― Mitch Albom
Sacrificing for the good of others gives a better feeling than receiving could ever provide. I just happened to discover it through the many early wake ups I made to spend time with a fourth grader. Every Thursday I would wake up with a giddy feeling in my stomach. Nothing seemed cooler than being able to spend thirty minutes once a week with a ninth grader. Sure, sometimes it was awkward, but it was still one of the highlights of my 5th grade year. It didn't matter that he liked basketball but I liked football, it was the fact that he sacrificed his Thursday morning every week to spend time with me. I had partially put big brother out of my mind until last year. Once again I stood nervous, except this time for my little brother. My experience last year showed me that the time sacrificed in the morning made my day better too. It was a rainy day. Sleepy eyed, I jogged over to Mr Smith's classroom where I know he was waiting. I had been woken up early, but still willingly followed Jack out to the turf, which was completely empty for us. Although my pants were wet, and my shoes were soggy, seeing the smile that formed on his face was the best feeling in the world. I learned that that receiving is not the only way to achieve happiness. Sacrificing some of your own personal comforts for the good of others can give you a greater sense of contentedness than gifts could ever supply. Something as simple as waking up early to make a fourth grader's day a little better has taught me that giving is better than getting, even if it is just a Thursday morning.