It was recreation time, and the boys were pretending to play football,
when a boy of six, named Robin, had an awkward fall and broke his arm.
The teacher bound it up as well as she could, and Robin did not cry,
though the poor arm must have pained him. He walked quietly through the
streets with the teacher, who took him to the doctor to have the broken
bone set, and when the doctor pulled his arm straight out to get the
bones in place before he bound it up, Robin gave one little cry; that
was all. He is now a grown-up man, but the teacher still remembers how
brave he was when his arm was broken, and feels proud of her pupil.
(Blackboard)
Be Brave in Suffering.