MIKE’S BIKE
Mike Carey was feeling pretty satisfied with himself. He’d just bought a great-looking bike at the police lost-and found auction for $5. It wasn’t new, but at that price, who cared!
It drove like a dream.
Mike’s joy was short-lived. The next day as he was wheeling around the neighborhood, a boy named Russell yelled, «Hey, you. You’ve got my bike.»
«No, I don’t,» responded Mike. «I bought it at the police auction.»
«Then I know it’s mine,» Russell pressed. «It got stolen about a year ago!»
Poor Mike. He pedaled home not sure what to do. When he explained what happened to his mother, she called the police station and was assured that, by law, the bike now belonged to Mike. «Hurray!» the boy shouted.
Then Mother placed her arm on her son’s shoulder. «But what if you’d lost your bike and a year later saw someone riding it?» she asked. «How would that make you feel?»
Her son’s smile faded. «Yeah. I see what you mean,» he said. Mike went out to the garage and pedaled away to find Russell.
Most stories would end here, and so they should. Good deeds don’t need to be rewarded. But this particular one was. The police said they couldn’t refund the money and referred the problem to the city council. Impressed by Mike’s kind heart, they personally raised the cash to buy him a replacement bike. It’s easy for us to imagine that Mike and Russell spent a lot of time together after that, riding their bikes all over the neighborhood, enjoying a new friendship built on a foundation of one boy’s good deed.
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Tomado de: Daily Devotions for Junior 2020
“Eyes of the Crocodile”
From: Charles Mills
Colaboradores: Javier Gadea & Miguel Miguel