Black Girl Draws Patrick Mahomes on a Piece of Bread Paper – His Reaction Left Everyone in Shock!

On a dusty sidewalk in East Kansas City, a young Black artist displayed her drawings on simple bread paper. When Patrick Mahomes, the legendary quarterback of the Kansas City Chiefs, happened to pass by and saw his own face perfectly portrayed in the hands of that poor child, he stopped in his tracks. What the NFL superstar did next left the entire crowd speechless.

It was an act that not only transformed this girl’s life but inspired an entire community. No one could have imagined the impact that was about to unfold.

Jasmine’s World

The alarm rang at 5:30 in the morning, and Jasmine Williams’s tired eyes opened in the dimness of the small apartment she shared with her family. At just 12 years old, she already bore the weight of the world on her shoulders. Careful not to wake her two younger siblings, she slid out of the bed and washed her face in the cracked bathroom sink. Her reflection, fragmented in the broken mirror, was that of a Black girl with large, expressive eyes and simple braids her mother had done to last the week.

In the tiny kitchen, Jasmine prepared thin sandwiches for her siblings to take to school. The bread was running low, but she knew how to make it last. Her mother, Denise, had already left for the first of her three cleaning jobs. Jasmine’s father had abandoned them two years ago, and since then, every day was a struggle.

“Jazz, is there coffee?” her brother Marcus, 8, mumbled as he entered the kitchen.
“Just water today, little brother. But I made your favorite sandwich,” she replied, masking her pain with a smile.

On their walk to school, they passed the local park where the battered basketball hoops had long lost their nets, and the football field’s lines were faded. Jasmine’s eyes always lingered on a mural of Patrick Mahomes, the Chiefs’ star quarterback, painted on the rec center wall. The paint was peeling, but Mahomes’s determined gaze and signature headband remained.
“One day I’ll meet him,” Jasmine said, her voice full of the conviction only children possess.

Art as Escape

At school, Jasmine was quiet but focused. During breaks, she often sat alone, drawing with worn-down pencils on any scrap she could find. That day, she salvaged some bread paper from the trash in the cafeteria.
“Is that Patrick Mahomes?” asked Mrs. Bennett, the art teacher, peering over Jasmine’s shoulder.
Jasmine nodded shyly, hiding the paper.
“Why don’t you come to after-school art class? We have supplies.”
“I can’t. I have to sell candy after school to help at home.”
Mrs. Bennett understood, but pressed a set of colored pencils into Jasmine’s hand. “Keep these. You have a gift.”

After school, Jasmine picked up a box of sweets her mother had made at Mr. Rodriguez’s bakery, a rare friend who let Denise use his kitchen in exchange for cleaning help. Before Jasmine left, Mr. Rodriguez handed her a stack of bread paper.
“You always look at these. Maybe you can use them for your art,” he said. Jasmine’s eyes filled with tears she quickly blinked away.

The First Sale

That afternoon, Jasmine set up her improvised stand—an upside-down box—at the corner of Market Street and 7th, arranging the sweets and a few drawings. As she waited, she began sketching Mahomes from memory. The bread paper’s unique texture gave her art a soft, ethereal quality.

A small crowd gathered.
“Did you draw this?” a woman asked.
Jasmine nodded, surprised to be noticed.
“How much?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“I’ll give you $20,” said a man in a suit, already pulling out his wallet.

Jasmine’s eyes widened. Twenty dollars was more than she made in two days selling sweets. She handed over the drawing, her mind spinning with possibility. That night, she drew more portraits of Mahomes—throwing, celebrating, eyes fixed on victory—each one infused with her admiration and hope.

The Turning Point

The next day, Jasmine displayed five new Mahomes portraits. When a boy scoffed at her $15 price tag, she doubted herself, but later, an older man paid full price without hesitation.
“Keep drawing, girl. You’ve got something special.”

That sale changed everything. That evening, Jasmine and her mother celebrated a rare moment of hope.

The Big Event

The following morning, word spread of a community event in Jefferson Square, with rumors of celebrities attending. Jasmine knew this was her chance. She worked late into the night, creating seven new Mahomes portraits, each more vibrant than the last.

On the day of the event, she set up her stand near the entrance. By noon, she’d sold nearly all her sweets and a few drawings. Suddenly, the crowd’s mood shifted—Patrick Mahomes himself had arrived, surrounded by fans and cameras.

Jasmine’s heart raced. She wanted to see him but couldn’t abandon her siblings or her stand. Her siblings urged her to go, and finally, she squeezed through the crowd, catching a glimpse of Mahomes signing autographs. She had nothing for him to sign, no phone for a photo—only her memory.

Then Mahomes began a walk through the neighborhood, heading straight toward Jasmine’s stand. Panic seized her as she tried to get back, but the crowd swept her along. She saw Marcus and Zoe guarding the drawings as the crowd pressed closer.

Mahomes’s gaze fell on the bread paper portraits. He stopped, the crowd falling silent.
“Who made these?” he asked.
Marcus pointed to Jasmine, who was trembling as she stepped forward.
“You drew this?” Mahomes asked, crouching to her level.
Jasmine nodded. “How old are you?”
“Twelve.”

He examined the drawing, noting the $15 in the corner.
“These are extraordinary,” he said, genuinely impressed. “How much for all of them?”
“Seventy-five dollars,” Jasmine whispered, afraid to seem greedy.
Mahomes pulled out several hundred dollars. “Actually, they’re worth much more. Artists deserve to be valued—especially those who have to fight harder to create.”

Jasmine’s tears flowed freely as she accepted the money. Mahomes asked about her school and promised to help her develop her talent.

A New Beginning

Within days, Jasmine received a call from the Patrick Mahomes Foundation for Youth and Arts. Mahomes wanted to offer her a full scholarship to the Kansas City Young Artists Program, along with professional art supplies and mentoring.

Three days later, a van delivered boxes of art materials to Jasmine’s apartment—canvases, paints, pencils, and more than she had ever dreamed. Inside an envelope was a handwritten note:
*Jasmine, your talent left me speechless. I hope these materials help you keep telling your story. Sometimes all we need is someone to believe in us—and the right tools to show the world what we can do. Keep drawing. Keep dreaming. —Patrick Mahomes*

At the inauguration of the new Sidewalk Art Studio, Jasmine was honored as its first student and ambassador. The old storefront near her stand was transformed into a vibrant, welcoming space for young artists like her.

As Jasmine looked out at the crowd—her family, neighbors, and even Mahomes himself—she felt something she’d rarely known: hope. Not just a wish, but a real, tangible possibility that her art could open doors, change lives, and inspire others. On that sidewalk in Kansas City, a chance encounter between a 12-year-old girl and a football hero became the turning point that changed everything—not just for Jasmine, but for her entire community.

The Kansas City Chiefs secretly commissioned a portrait of their star quarterback Patrick Mahomes to give as a gift for his recent 24th birthday.

When presented with the work, Mahomes reportedly wept with joy remarking it was the best present he had ever received.