This boy was diagnosed with a terminal illness. You WON’T BELIEVE what this university did next!
Get the tissues ready and brace yourself for a heartwarming win so epic it will restore your faith in humanity!
Life was good for Joshua Alders, an 8 year-old Door Holder at Clark Elementary. From his games on the hopscotch court to his grades in Phonics class, Josh was well-regarded by his peers. But when he was tragically diagnosed with a terminal illness, his life was turned upside down!
Fortunately, a slow and sad death couldn’t slow Josh down! His parents were right there by his side to show him love and support.
“We asked little Josh what his last wish was before he endured the grueling 14 months of treatment,” said Liza Alders, Josh’s mother. “We were so proud when he said he wanted to go to college!”
You heard right! Josh’s last wish was to be a college student for a day! How thoughtful!
Lucky for Josh, Texas A&M got wind of the story and decided to get involved by granting his wish! He was flown from his hometown of Wilmington, Delaware to College Station, Texas to experience life as a student. He rode the bus to class, took notes in a calculus lecture, and even got an MIP when the police busted a party he was invited to!
You go, Josh!
But that isn’t all! Even some faculty joined in to help Josh with his special day. One professor gave him a fake test back that had a failing grade, forcing Josh to plan a fake meeting with an advisor on Q-dropping that class. Fun! Josh said he couldn’t decide if his favorite part of the day was when eCampus crashed or when he found out his data from lab was totally wrong and he would have to start over.
After Josh’s special day came to an end, Texas A&M was sad to see him go, so they gave him literally the sweetest goodie bag ever. Josh left College Station with a bundle of expensive textbooks he will never need and an insurmountable glut of crippling student debt! Sweet!
So considerate of Texas A&M to help out. All the feels!
-Bacon & Ags
It’s Sunday morning and you’ve woken up hungover and confused. “Man, last night’s house party was one for the books,” you think as you try and recall something, anything, about the party. The smell of bacon floats in from the kitchen, and you stumble over to see who’s cooking. You stand there in bewilderment— Bacon & Ags has cleaned up all of the empty bottles, cans, and Solo cups. He has cinnamon rolls warming in the oven, bacon on the stovetop, and an assortment of fruits on the table. You stutter, “Wow… I… uh… well,” but he cuts you off. “I just love a good brunch,” he says. “And since you threw such a great party, I thought the least I could do was clean it up and cook us some brunch! Here, I made some quiche— have some!”