Last night was particularly fun. One boy wanted to come and say hello. He petted Devon and she laid her head beside him. He told me he thought she wanted her belly rubbed, so he moved into position to do that. Devon reached out her paw and touched his arm when he stopped petting her. His mother said he could come back next week, and I told him he could read to her. He said he couldn't read, and I told him if he got a book with lots of pictures he could make up his own story and those were better anyway. He kissed Devon on the top of the head and told her he loved her when he left.
Another girl took her time and needed help, but she was able to read an entire book. She was so proud of herself, and we celebrated each time she read a complete sentence on her own. After she completed her craft, she came back in to say good-bye to Devon.
And sweetest of all was a little girl we met last week. She and her sister came into read to Devon. They both had their finished craft project, which was a dog house with Devon's name on it glued to black construction paper with multi-colored stars to light Devon's way. After the girls read to Devon, one handed me her craft project. I asked, "Is this for me?" Very sincerely I was told, "No! It's for DEVON!" Of course it was; how silly! I'm just the transportation! Devon's gift is now proudly displayed on our refrigerator where she can look at it often.
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