If I am a straight A student but don't love my classmates, I am just a know-it-all. If I can spike the volleyball perfectly every time but don't love my teammates, I am just a ball hog. If I am the most popular girl in school but don't love my classmates, I am just a snob.
Love listens to you even if you aren't popular. Love comforts you when you're down. Love isn't jealous. Love doesn't reject you when you make a mistake. Love doesn't ignore you, but includes you in the group. Love doesn't keep track of the things you did wrong.
Love puts up with you, believes in you, has hope in you, and suffers with you.
Love never ends.
Friday, October 5, 2007
My Favorite Gorilla
My fluffy gorilla hangs over the mirror in my mom's room. He's black with brown feet, hands, and face. He has tiny black eyes and a tiny black nose. When he moves, he uses his arms like crutches to get around. He has a quiet laugh when he's happy. When he wants to play he beats his chest. He screams loudly when he's in danger and can't get out. He grunts when he wants food. He moans when he's tired. My gorilla is like family to me.
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