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THE OLD GRANDFATHER'S TABLE
THE OLD GRANDFATHER’S TABLE A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and 4 year old 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 the spoon and 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 the spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.” So, the husband and wife set a small table on the corner. There Grandfather ate alone, while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner. 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 4 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 food in when I grow up.” The four year old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was 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, he 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 spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they observe. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day the building blocks of life are being laid for the child’s future.
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bigdog
on Nov 5, 2007 at 11:43 AM
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Smokey
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