Thanksgiving Day was near. The (one) grade teacher gave her class some fun homework—to draw a picture of something for which they were (thank) .
Most of the class drew a turkey or other. (tradition) things used for celebration, But Douglas drew a different kind of picture. He drew a hand. Just an empty hand.
Douglas was a different boy. He was poor and (happy). As other children played, Douglas was likely to stand close by the (teacher) side.
His classmates were (surprise) at his picture. Some children guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers raise turkeys. (other) guessed it was the hand of God, for God (feed) us.
The teacher asked him which hand it was. The little boy said in a low voice, "It's (your) . "
She recalled (回忆) the times she had taken his hands and walked with him here and there. How often had she said, "Take my hand, Douglas. We'll go outside." or "Let me show you how to hold your pencil." Douglas was the most thankful for his teacher's hand.
Tears came into the teacher's (eye).
