A mother has written a touching note to the teenager who taught her daughter how to use her skateboard has gone viral. "Dear teenage boy at the skate park: You're probably about 15

A mother has written a touching note to the teenager who taught her daughter how to use her skateboard has gone viral. "Dear teenage boy at the skate park: You're probably about 15 years old, wearing way-too-baggy jeans, and your hair looks like a bird's nest that just survived a hurricane. You probably spend most of your time contemplating the deeper mysteries of TikTok dances and the existential dread of homework. You might even smell faintly of stale pizza and adolescent angst.

"But today, you were a hero.

"My daughter, Lily, who is 8 and prone to dramatic pronouncements about the unfairness of gravity, has been trying to learn how to skateboard for weeks. It's been a series of wobbles, frustrated tears, and more scraped knees than I can count. Her previous attempts involved holding onto the fence for dear life while inching forward like a terrified snail.

"Today, however, something magical happened. You saw her. Not as a tiny nuisance hogging precious skate park real estate, but as a potential fellow shredder. You stopped practicing your impossible-looking flips and slides, walked over, and calmly, patiently, showed her how to push off. You taught her how to balance, how to fall without breaking anything crucial, and even how to not run over her own feet.

"I watched, hidden behind a very large bush (don't ask), as you encouraged her, clapped for her tiny victories, and even picked her up when she inevitably tumbled. You didn't laugh when she wobbled like a newborn giraffe, and you didn't roll your eyes when she asked 'But why doesn't it just go straight?' for the tenth time.

"So, dear teenage boy, whose name I don't know but whose act of kindness will forever be etched in my parental memory, I want to thank you. Thank you for showing my daughter that courage isn't just for superheroes in capes, but also for little girls on skateboards. Thank you for making her feel seen and capable. And thank you for giving me 45 glorious minutes of peace where I didn't have to listen to complaints about 'my stupid board' or 'my stupid legs.'

"Also, and this is important: your mom probably worries about you constantly, wondering if you're ever going to amount to anything more than a blur of energy drinks and questionable life choices. But let me tell you, today, you were a shining example of human decency. You were kind. You were patient. You were inspiring.

"P.S. If you happen to see a rogue juice box explode near the half-pipe next Tuesday, that was probably us. She's still working on her 'hydration dismount.' Don't judge. You probably need a shower anyway. And maybe a less traumatized-looking skateboard."