My son had picked out an awesome “Flash” costume to wear in his Kindergarten parade at school… because of course, my kid is as fast as they come and he’s proud of it! I volunteered for the fun celebration, and many of the kids had the cutest costumes and were crazy excited for the party!
Except for one child.
This child was the one kid my son didn’t like very much at all. My son had complained several times throughout the year that this boy had called him all sorts of names and was mean. Our discussion of kids who are mean always turns into how they must be hurting. I try to guide my kids in understanding why some kids might be mean to help them gain insight and awareness with a new-found perspective. It never excuses the mean, just explains it.
So in the classroom, all the kids were scurrying around taking turns to go into the bathroom and put their costumes on. The excitement was brewing and the energy was high…except for this one child. He was mad. This little boy, dressed in the same clothes as the day before, crust around his nose and a stench of days of dirt… didn’t have a costume. As we marched through the school and out around the building displaying the elaborate costumes for all the endearing parents to see, I caught up with this boy and asked why he didn’t have a costume. He sighed and said, “I wanted one SO BADLY but my mama wouldn’t listen and she never got me one.”
I was heartbroken and convicted.
I hugged the poor little boy and said how sorry I was. At the end of the party, I approached my son to share this news with him. I offered an idea, one that he surely would not easily accept. I challenged my sweet boy to give beyond measure. I asked him to give his beloved costume to the boy who was mean to him. He resisted as any five-year-old would…but then he grew warmer…as it resonated with him…that this poor child didn’t have a costume on Halloween. We didn’t know why, but we knew he was hurting because of it.
My son has several old costumes to choose from and yet, his brand new “Flash” costume was his favorite. I had bought some costumes on clearance last year that he clearly liked too. I suggested he could wear one of those that evening Trick or Treating and give his Flash costume to the boy.
He agreed. Bless him.
As all the kids were frantically packing up their backpacks with a sugar-induced frenzy at the end of the fun-filled day, I approached the teacher and asked permission to slip Cade’s costume into the boy’s backpack. I wrote a note to go in there with it that attempted to soften the pride with which this may be received. My son and I approached the “mean” boy and told him he now had a costume for the night.
This sad little boy lit up with a big grin and said “Wow!” As he got into the bus line with the others, he kept looking back at me with both elation and confusion- I believe he doubted the gift and the goodness from where it came. Perhaps he didn’t quite know what to make of this new and rare feeling of gratitude. I’m guessing he didn’t trust the gift or the gratitude.
But I did. And I tried to confirm that message with my nodding smile each time he looked over at me.
And from that moment on, this little angry boy became this endearing child in need. My son understood the transformation through his young eyes too. And best of all, my son learned that if we love the ones who are angry and without… although difficult…it feels good and right and good again.
We decided to take this on as a tradition every year at our school. The next year, I sent my daughter off to school with two extra costumes for any children who were without. In the car, we talked about what a great idea this is and how we should do it every year. I reminded my son of the previous year’s generous act and how that was such a great gift to this boy. It was now my daughter’s turn to bless someone!
“Let’s do this every year you guys! Wouldn’t that be a neat tradition?”
“Yeah- I like doing things like that.” They each exclaimed.
Every year after, I brought a bag of extra old costumes to every Halloween class party for both of my kids. Every year, those kids who didn’t have a costume, dove into the bag to find one to wear.
“So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.”
Do you have an extra costume? Or the means to buy one? Why don’t you join our tradition too?
JOIN OUR TRADITION!!!