Friday, February 25, 2011

The Golden Bowl an Inspiring Story..

 A frail old man went to live with his son,daughter in law and four year old grand son.the old man's hand trembled ,his eyesight was blurred,his step faltered.

the family ate together at the table.but the elderly grandfather's shaky 
hands and failing sigh made eating difficult.
when he grasp the glass ,milk spilled on the table cloth.

The son and daughter inlaw became irritated with the mess.
"We must do something about father,said the son.
'I have had enough of his spilled milk,noisy eating,and food on the floor"

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.
There the grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.since grandfather had broken dish or two,his food was served in a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in grandfather's direction,sometimes he had  tears in his eyes as he sat alone.
Still,the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped the fork and spilled food.
the four year old watched it all in silence.

One night 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 your food in when i grow up.
the four years old boy smiled and went back to work. 

The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless.then tears started to stream down their cheeks.though no words 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 remainders 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..

on a postive note,ive learned that,no matter waht happens,how bad it seems today,life does go on,and it will be better tomorrow.i've learned that you can  tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: A rainy day,the elderly,lost luggage,and tangles christmas treelights:

I'ved learned that making a living is not the same things as making a life"Ive leraned that lifes sometimes gives you a second chnace.
Ive learned that you should'nt go through life with a catcher's mitt on
Both hands ,you need to be able to throw something back sometimes.

Ive leraned that if you pursue happiness,it will elude you,but if you fucos on your family ,your friends,the needs of the others,yours workk and doing the very best you can. happiness will find you..
I've learned that whenever i decide something with an open heart,i usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when i have pains,i dont have to be one.
I've learned that every day,you should reach out and touch someone
People that love that human touch.holding hands,warm hugs,or just a 
friendly pat on the back .I've learned that i still have lots to learn.
Ived learned that you should pass this on to everyone you care about.


Special thanks to my Friend SONNY PENALOSA for sharing this wonderful story..

3 comments:

FAYErydust said...

I have already read that before and the first time I read that made me cry. JUST A LIL BIT. >.<

tbaoo said...

what a wonderful story .. us old folk have some hope ;)

kiran said...

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