My Thirteen-Year-Old Son Sold His Guitar to Help a Classmate. The Police Visit the Next Morning Revealed What Really Happened.
She and Noah worked on a new song that was mostly about their science teacher’s terrible jokes.
It was ridiculous.
It was catchy.
It had absolutely no lesson attached to it.
I sat on the back porch and listened to them laugh through the open window.
For months I had thought I needed to teach my son that generosity was about something bigger than money.
Now I realized I also needed to teach him that a good life could contain generosity and joy at the same time.
He could care about a friend’s safety and still love his guitar.