Last Sunday, a boy visited my church for the first time. He was very very cheerful, but he was a bit different from other children. He was a disabled. I didn't know the detail, but I was told that he coudn't behave as other children did. He was naturally lack of his concentration, so he was hard to listen to what other people said for a long time and he behaved as he wanted to do.
I was told to take after him. Frankly speaking, I was anxious about taking after him. Anyway, I tried not to leave him alone by playing games with him. He seemed to enjoy doing it, so I relieved to see it. On that day, I could have a valuable experience.