Thursday, May 15, 2008

Laughter is the best medicine

Thanks Barry for sending this my way; this story made me laugh heartily this morning so I had to share it since I have not had much to laugh at this week.

A 5 year olds first job...

Here's a truly heartwarming story about the bond formed between a little 5-year-old girl and some construction workers that will make you believe that we all can make a difference when we give a child the gift of our time.

A young family moved into a house, next to a vacant lot. One day, a construction crew began to build a house on the empty lot. The 5-year-old daughter of the young family naturally took an interest in the goings-on and spent much of each day observing the workers.

Eventually the construction crew, all of them 'gems-in-the-rough,' more or less, adopted her as a kind of project mascot. They chatted with her during coffee and lunch breaks and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. At the end of the first week, they even presented her with a pay envelope containing ten dollars.

The little girl took this home to her mother who suggested that she take her ten dollars 'pay' she'd received to the bank the next day to start a savings account. When the girl and her mom got to the bank, the teller was equally impressed and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a young age. The little girl proudly replied, 'I worked last week with a real construction crew building the new house next door to us.'

'Oh my goodness gracious,' said the teller, 'and will you be working on the house again this week, too?'

The little girl replied, 'I will, if those assholes at Home Depot would ever deliver the f _ ckin' sheet rock.'

1 comment:

Bev from PA said...

Hi Chris - a good belly laugh that one. Hope Scott is faring well in hospital. AND, may they soon find the issue and fix it. By the way the hospital in Hershey is so big I was met by staff member for escort to doctors office once. I was lucky to get out:) How are your other two handling this family crisis?? Or should I say three - too bad you can't sneak Tails in for a cheer-up session.

Bev