The title of this post was the only thing I wrote/did today relating to 3.14.14. We didn't even eat pie. On the bright side, as I was walking to my locker between classes today, I noticed a couple of mentally disabled kids trying to sell (what looked like homemade) cookies in the hall. No one was really paying attention to them, despite the efforts put forth. So on the way back to class, I decided to buy a cookie. As I placed the money in the boy's hand, the joy on his face was incomparable. He handed me the cookie, said a thank you, and before I was even out of earshot, he ran back to class to tell his teacher about the sale and give her the money. It made me really glad that such small things can give one person so much happiness. We should learn from the people who have less, but can make it the most. ---- ---- ---- ----- ----- Oh but my mom made flan! That kinda count's as pie, right?
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