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3 Boys Buy Flowers For All 270 Girls at Their Middle School and YEP, I’m Crying

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By Jenny Rapson

Happy day-after Valentine’s Day, my loves. Or as I like to call it, National Clearance Chocolate Day! (RUN don’t walk!) I hope you all had a good one, but if you didn’t, I’m about to make your “day after blues” fade away real quick-like.

Because OH EM GEE BFFs, these three middle school boys bought every. single. girl AND female teacher at their middle school (that’s 270 girls and 70 teachers!) flowers for Valentine’s Day.

HEROES!!!

Oh, and…one of them’s last name is Valentine.

You can’t make this stuff up! So, I genuinely teared up when I saw the story from Summit Trail Middle School in Olathe, Kansas on Facebook and then on their local news station, KAKE.com. What made me tear on up is that Tristan Valentine (told ya), Kyan Rice, and Lincoln Holmes spent hundreds of dollars of their own money because, as Little Mr. Valentine said,“We wanted every girl to feel important and special on Valentine’s Day. We worked hard to make sure it was going to be a surprise to everybody. I only told a few friends, and the girls seemed surprised and happy.” I have a middle school daughter, and so this really hit home for me. Can you imagine? How unforgettable and special for these girls!

You guys. I CANNOT! In this world where often 7th graders are already texting “send nudes,” these three junior high boys said “We want everyone to feel loved and we don’t want anything in return. In fact, we’ll pool together our own cash to make it happen.”

This is the kind of story we need today! Can you imagine what a lasting impact this will make on that middle school? These boys have truly demonstrated how to “love one another” and I am sure they’ve inspired others to be kinder to their fellow students. Big props to these young men and their parents, who no doubt are raising them right! I pray that their sweet spirits and desire to serve others never leaves them.

The boys principal, Dr. Sarah Guerrero was thrilled with her students’ actions. She said it was “refreshing to see three young men go out of their way to make others feel happy,” and that she “got chills seeing it happen.” I SO wish I could have seen this love in action! I bet it was truly goosebump-inspiring as well as tear-jerking.

Well done to these three extraordinary young men! And um…could I maybe get their numbers for my tween daughter in a few years?

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Jenny Rapson

Jenny Rapson is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor. You can find her at her blog, Mommin' It Up, or follow her on Twitter.

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