Deuteronomy 6:9 And thou shalt write them upon the posts of thy house, and on thy gates - - so that your children will remember!!
Jeremiah 30:2 Thus the LORD God of Israel, says, Write thee all the words that I have spoken unto thee in a book.
Monday, June 22, 2015
Tell Me A True Story - Week 06/22/15
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A True Story From my Book "Rescue the Stories Book One"
With no stroller, or baby buggy, my mother often carried my
baby sister, while my 18 month old brother held my hand as we walked to our
corner store for a few small items.
One day, the baby was asleep and my mother needed a loaf of
bread.She explained to me how I should
walk to the store, ask for a loaf of brown bread and quickly return home.
Taking the dime from her, I felt proud of the responsibility
given to me to purchase some bread.So
what if I was only three years old!I
was the oldest child, and a big girl.
At the store, I gave the man my order and held out my ten
cents.“You have two pennies change
coming back, so would you like to select some penny candy,” he asked me.
He stood in back of the candy display and my little eyes
widened.The candy sticks looked good
and so did the suckers.It was difficult
to decide which would be the best choice.Taking a long time to make up my mind, he offered some suggestions.
Hurrying home with my loaf of bread and my small sack with
the precious candy, I happily showed mother my purchases.
Undaunted she did not hesitate, because those two pennies
were needed for other things, and certainly not for candy.
Quietly she asked me, “Just exactly what did I send you to
the store to buy?”I replied, “A loaf of
bread.”Her words rang out soft but
clear, “And did I tell you to purchase anything else?”By now I was crying, but she wiped away my
tears and told me. “We need to correct this so that it will never happen
Rehearsing what I was supposed to tell the store man, I
returned to the store holding my small bag of penny candy.Fortunately I had not eaten any of my
As I handed him the sack of candy, through tears I told the
store man, “My mama said, I was only supposed to buy the bread, so please give
me my money back.”
He did return my two cents and again I was proud to return
home – mission accomplished.
A couple of years later our circumstances changed and there
were times when we could afford the luxury of some penny candy.
However I am thankful for mother teaching me this life’s
lesson; how to stand up for myself and ask for the correct change, or return an
item that is not right.
It is good to stand firm and not be a push over - - even if
it is for penny candy.