Category: Writers Block
A frail old man lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old
grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered.
The family would eat together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly
grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas
rolled off his spoon, drooping to the floor. When he grasped his glass of milk,
it often spilled clumsily at the tablecloth.
With this happening almost every night, 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 milk spilling, noisy eating and food on the floor," the
daughter-in-law agreed.
So the couple set a small table at the corner.
There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner
at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was
served in wooden bowls. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's
direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate 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 replied, "Oh, I'm making a little bowl for you and mama to
eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back
to work.
These words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears
streamed down their cheeks. Though no words were spoken, both knew what
must be done. That evening, the husband took grandfather's hand and gently
led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days, grandfather ate every meal with the family.
And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer
when a fork was dropped, milk was spilled or the table cloth was soiled.
Some Xians distributed this one in the late 90s.
Yes, I remember this one. I remember this one even on this site. It always made me wonder how they treated their choid, considering little kids are gross.:)
Lolz Leo.
wow prince, this one sounds really familiar.
yup, not done by the original poster, obviously, if people have seen it before. I think i've read it somewhere too, though that might have been after I read it here.
Maybe we should have another category. We've got writer's block, so now, what about paster's corner?
hmm, good idea, anthonyyy.
i've seen this.
now I will move on
The other one that was like it had to do with the grandfather unable to do anything for himself and had to be fed so on. They made the child to it and the child grew to hate it. He refused to do it and finally one day the parents told him his grandfather was crippled because he nearly died trying to save him when he was a baby. So the grandson felt bad and helped him after that.
hmm...
Wonder if glass ones would have been better.