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baggaley bears May 11, 2007

I got this email today and i just had to share it with you all.

Hugs
Vicki

Late last week, I was rushing around trying to get some shopping done

for my

little boys' forthcoming birthday.

I was stressed out and a little irate.

It was dark, cold, and wet in the car park as I was loading my car up

with

gifts that I felt obligated to buy. I noticed that I was missing a

receipt

that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my

steps to

the shopping centre entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a

quiet

sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12

years

old.

He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged

old

football shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly

enough, he

was holding a fifty pound note in his hand.

Thinking that he had got lost from his parents, I asked him what was

wrong.

He told me his sad story.

He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and

four

sisters all of whom also had birthdays imminent just like my little

boy.

His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly

educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to

support her

large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save one

hundred

pounds to buy her children birthday presents.

The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her

second

job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and

save

just enough to take the bus home.

He had not even entered the shopping centre, when an older boy grabbed

one

of the fifty pound notes and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?"

The boy stared at the pavement and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up, tears in his eyes and meekly whispered,

"Help

me!"

I realised that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry

for

help.

So I grabbed his other fifty pound note and legged it back to my car.

Result or what !?!   :twisted:  :twisted:

baggaley bears May 17, 2007

Oh well i thought it was just a little funny   

Hugs
Vicki

Jodi Moisan May 17, 2007

:crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:
I had no idea that story would end that way :crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:  :crackup:

Stellajella May 18, 2007

Vicki, oh noooooooooooooo this is sooo mean!!!!

Gaby