Helping a Fighting Friend
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    “Helping a Fighting Friend,” Friend, July 2002, 17

    Helping a Fighting Friend

    Once my friend Mac* got into a fight with another friend, George. All the other kids decided to not be Mac’s friend anymore. I said that I wouldn’t be his friend, either.

    I felt rotten. My mom and dad told me that we were going over to Mac’s to talk. I groaned but nodded.

    I prayed for a plan to help me. I had a very good one. When we went to talk to Mac, I told him, “Mac, I’m going to give you as many chances as you need to be a little nicer.” We shook hands on it.

    The next day at the bus stop, when Mac came, all the other kids backed away from him. I went right up next to him and started talking to him.

    I felt happy for myself that I did the right thing.

    • Name has been changed.