A Gift for Mom
He must find something to give that comes from his own hands and heart.
Beginning
My name is Sam. I am seven years old. I love my mom more than anything.
On Sunday, it is my mom's birthday. I want to give her a gift. A big, nice gift. But I have a small problem. I have no money. Not even one coin.
I look in my pocket. It is empty. I look under my bed. I find an old sock and a marble. That is all.