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05-04-2005, 09:22 PM
The Wooden Bowl
By Author Unknown

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about Grandfather," said the son. "I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor". So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinners together.

Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when you get old." The four year old smiled and went back to work.

Gayle in MD
05-05-2005, 06:32 AM
Nice story. Here's a true one for you.

My Grand-daughter and I were playing Barbies. We started out with, she was Ken, I was Barbie, and we were married. After a while she pulled another Barbie doll out, and speaking for it, she says, "Hi, I'm Susan, and I'm Ken's girlfriend, he's going to marry me too."

So I say, "He can't marry you, he's already married to me."
So, speaking for her doll, she says, "Oh it'll be ok, he can be married to both of us, that way when football is on on sundays, we can go out and have fun together while he watches TV."

So I say, as myself, "Emma, he can't have two wives, what are you anyway, a bigamist?"

"No, gramama, I'm a tap dancer!"
Gayle in Md...