Never too Busy For A Friend One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers. That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual. No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on. Several years later, one of the students was killed inVietNam and his teacher attended the funeral ofthat special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He lookedso handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by onethose who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.