One very special Christmas day, little Amy unwrapped a beautiful golden-haired doll given to her by her grandmother. “It’s such a pretty dolly,” Amy squealed excitedly, hugging her new doll. “Oh, thank you, Grandma!” Amy played with her new doll most of the day, but toward the end of the day, she put down her golden-haired doll and sought out one of her old dolls. Amy cradled the tattered and dilapidated old doll in her arms. Its hair had come off; its nose was broken; one eye was gone, and an arm and a leg were missing. “Well, Well,” smiled Grandma. “It looks as though you like that dolly the best.” “I like the beautiful doll you gave me, Grandma,” said little Amy. “But I love this old doll the most, because if I didn’t love her, no one else would.” Source unknown…
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