"I love french fries mommy!" said the 5-year-old standing alongside his mom in the queue at McDonald's.
"Sure honey. Do you also want nuggets dear?" asked his mom.
"Yes. I like chicken nuggets too" replied the little master.
She got what he wanted and food for herself.
She then walked out with the take-out bag, tucked him in his seat, seat belt and all, opened up his nuggets and french fries for him, got into the driver's seat and started driving. He started eating his fries. He was loving it.
She drove out the parking lot, got on to Parmer lane and went west. After a block she took the left only lane to get on to Metric Blvd. The light was red. So they waited.
At that light there was a homeless guy dressed in rags holding a placard saying "Anything will help. Very hungry".
The kid looked at the homeless guy, asked his mom what was written on the placard. His mom told him.
After about 30 seconds or so, he said to his mom "Mommy, can I give that homeless guy my fries and nuggets..please?"
His mom did not know what to say. She saw that he barely touched his nuggets and had eaten only a few fries.
He then said "I am not hungry anymore. He can have it."
She said "OK honey", took the bag, lowered her window and called the bum over to give him the food.
As she was giving the bag the kid wanted her to give the guy his drink too. She did as he wanted. The homeless guy thanked her and the kid again and again and started eating and drinking right away.
Overwhelmed with pride she pulled her son closer and gave him a kiss on his forehead.
And that was when I reached out for my wallet looking for dollar bills.
--Happened between the first and second quarter of the Super Bowl XLIII
By the way, any hugs yet?
ReplyDeleteDont need no hugs for compassion, but why stop those which have come along..!
ReplyDeleteok here goes..hugs!!!
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