With so much darkness in the world in these times, we find it heartwarming to find, and present  a story, which is so significant of the meaning of the season. It matters not, whether one is a Christian, a Jew,  a Buddhist or a Muslim, good is good, and I hope that this story touches your heart. It’s a true story, or so we are told. (Ed.)

As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy.