![]() Having no dots, so they would run up and give her a star. Stickers it’s just that the stickers didn’t stick. It wasn’t that people didn’t try to give her One day he met a Wemmick who was unlike any he’dĮver met. So many gray dots that some people would come up and give him one without Something silly, and the Wemmicks would give him more dots. Sometimes when he fell, it would scar his wood, High like the others, but he always fell. Still others knew big words or could sing … pretty Some could lift big sticks high above their heads If the wood was rough or the paint chipped, the Wemmicks gave dots. The pretty ones, those with smooth wood and fine paint, always got stars. Up and down the streets all over theĬity, people could be seen sticking stars or dots on one another. But all were made by the same carverĪnd all day, every day, the Wemmicks did the same ![]() Some had big noses, others had largeĮyes. His workshop sat on a hill overlooking their Each … wasĬarved by a woodworker named Eli. It’s called “You Are Special” and it’s by Max Lucado. ![]() Is one of my personal favorites, and I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. ![]() Today, I’d like to share a story with you. The text is abridged from the original book so it would fit in an 8-minute assembly slot. It’s one of those storiesthat keeps opening up with each reading. Have you ever read “You Are Special” by Max Lucado? I came across it at camp and it has become one of my favorites to return to. This is the transcript from an assembly I did in the senior school last month. ![]()
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