daisy
2011-02-07 11:32:55 UTC
Previous questions on here today has brought back a memory just a very few years ago when I was cashier at a local supermarket, of a man and his 2 young boys, about 9 and 7. They are obviously poor compared to today's community.
Near the checkout, the man handed each boy a dollar bill and told them they could spend it on anything they wanted. Those boys lit up like Christmas trees with sudden surprise and joy - their smiles at the unexpected windfall was amazing. Also, the father's immense pleasure at being able to give his boys a dollar to spend showed clearly in his posture and loving smile as he watched the kids.
This scene left me spellbound and I will never forget it. Imagine what a cashier sees daily of kids whining, yelling, demanding and crying and some running amok in the store, while their parents give them anything the kid wants.
Even well behaved children are asked and given their smallest whim. A dollar to most kids would seem pretty chintzy, as a dollar doesn't by hardly anything anymore.
Sorry my friends,that this is so long, but Qs on here lately are bringing back memories. I am reminiscing too much lately.....a clear sign of old age creeping in or arriving with a gallop?