Story 11:
I’m a high school art teacher. One of my students, a quiet boy named Leo, had his artwork stolen from his portfolio right before the final submission. He was devastated. I saw another student, a popular girl who never talked to Leo, staring at him.
Later that day, she turned in her art portfolio, but it was just a blank canvas. When I asked her why, she whispered, “Leo is a better artist than I am. He deserved to have his work seen more than I did.” Her generosity was the most powerful piece of art I saw all year.
