I remember the days when my kindergarten class would all sit in a circle after lunch once a week. One by one, we would all go around and say why we appreciated a certain person or group of people. There were always really lame reasons that everyone would come up with on the spot. Most people were appreciated for being good at a certain game, or sharing a sand toy in the sandbox. They were never actual reasons to appreciate the person, more like their actions were appreciated.
But the idea and the gesture were great. I loved knowing that someone appreciated me for something, no matter how small it was. Sure, they were required to appreciate someone, but that someone didn't have to be me. We weren't assigned people to appreciate, we got to pick whoever we darn well pleased. I didn't have to be appreciated, but I was and it was such a nice feeling to know that I was doing something right.
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