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We moved to a new area when our son was in Grade Five. Before we moved, we took him to spend half a day at his new school. There he saw his new classmates and teachers. He enjoyed the visit. During the almost 150 kilometers' drive home, he told us that he had told some of the students to date when we would move there. And he had also invited them to visit us.
The moving day, a Saturday, was a busy day. So we arrived at our new house at noon. About an hour later, kids began to come and soon one of them invited our son to his house to play for the afternoon.
By the time he returned, he knew where most of the kids lived and all their family histories.
On Monday morning, the door bell rang just before the time he would leave for school. The bell rang again and again.
By the time he was ready, we had eight young boys waiting to walk to school with him on his first day.They all lived near us.
I asked them if their parents had sent them. The answers surprised and pleased me. "No, we just came so that he would have people to walk with." and "It is the right thing to do."
The star tings of lasting friendships were formed that day. We have lived here nearly six years and the same group of kids still plays together, goes to parties on weekends together, and surfs together.
I still get thinking how welcoming and kind those kids are. And how lucky my son is to have them as friends!