In a world quick to condemn, criticize, and overreact, be quick to be kind. The summer before I started middle school, I gained a lot of weight and developed unsightly stretch marks on my thighs. I was ashamed. While my parents worked during the day, my older sister took me to the neighborhood pool. I braced myself when I walked out of the changing stall. My sister never said one word about my body. She only said, “I love your bathing suit!” I remember as if it were yesterday. It meant everything that she managed to think of one nice thing when she could have said something cruel or nothing at all. In the days that followed, other people were not so kind, but the pain was eased by remembering what my sister said. She’d said one nice thing, and her opinion mattered more than all the others. Although my sister was very smart, and had long, beautiful hair and good conversation skills, I realized that anyone could be that person — the person who thinks of one nice thing when no one...
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