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Little Simon picked up the drawing he had just finished. He looked at it with a gleaming smile. The day before, the man who had arrived like an angel, with good news, drawing books and colored pencils, had brought a group of children together around the fire. The moon lit up the night, as well as the hope in the hearts of the children who listened spellbound to the tale of the man “with helping hands.” It was a story that was incredible, but quite real: a story which as they listened made them cry tears of joy, and clap their hands in excitement.