A Thanksgiving Day editorial told of a schoolteacher who asked her class of
first graders to draw a picture of something they were thankful for. She
thought of how little these children from poor neighborhoods actually had
to be thankful for. But she knew that most of them would draw pictures of
turkeys or tables with food. The teacher was taken aback with the picture
Douglas handed in -- a simple, childishly drawn hand.
But whose hand? The class was captivated by the abstract image. "I think it's the hand of God that brings us food," said one child. "A farmer," said another, "because he grows the turkeys." Finally when the others were at work, the teacher bent over Douglas's desk and asked whose hand it was. "It's your hand, Teacher," he mumbled.
She recalled that frequently at recess she had taken Douglas, a scrubby forlorn child by the hand... to give him confidence as he crossed the yard to play.