My 12 year old son and I were at the gas station when he noticed an elderly gentleman struggling to pump his gas. He looked at me for a second, then without a word jumped out of the car and walked over to help.
He struck up a conversation and the man handed him the pump without hesitation. When it was done, my son even went inside to get the man’s change that he had forgotten.
The gentleman tried to hand him some money as a thank you, but my son shook his head, refused it, and simply gave him a hug instead.
He did all of this on his own, without me saying a word. I drove away that day with tears in my eyes, so proud of the young man my son is becoming.
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