A Child’s Perspective
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On the return from their trip, the father asked the son, “How was the trip?”
“It was great, Dad!”
“Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked.
“Oh yeah,” said the son.
“So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.
The son answered, “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden, and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have a whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, and they have friends to protect them.”
The boy’s father was speechless.
Then his son said, “Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are.”
Isn’t perspective a wonderful thing? It makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don’t have.
Appreciate every single thing you have!
Over the weekend, I promised my nephew that I’d give him a fidget spinner that I had, that someone gave me, but that I didn’t want any longer. He was delighted, and very enthusiastic about it.
On sunday when I went home to my own house from my parents, I meant to get it and give it to him. He didn’t come with us as he was out with his cousins then. I totally forgot to get it and give it to my mom to give to him. Naturally he was very upset about this. He wanted my sister to go back to my house to get it.
So I promised him that today I’d give it to him. And when he arrived with my mom I had it ready for him. He was thrilled and gave me a huge hug. A simple little fidget spinner, makes him so happy. How cute is that.
With all the tech gadgets, tablet, phone, etc, who’d have thought a fidget spinner would make his day? Its just so simple. I am very happy that I could make him happy. I will treasure his hug. It is going on my things to be thankful for list for today.
After School Snack Cake
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup butter
1 1/2 cups applesauce
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 cup cocoa
2 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon vanilla
Chocolate Butter Frosting (see below)
Heat oven to 375 degrees. Cream together sugar and butter; add remaining ingredients. Pour into 8 or 9 inch square pan. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes. Cool; frost.
Chocolate Butter Frosting
1 cup powdered sugar
2 tablespoons butter
2 tablespoons cocoa
1 teaspoon vanilla
Enough milk to make spreading consistency
Mix ingredients and frost cake.
we had a great day out. we went to a local beach. we didnt get to actually go on the beach, because it rained, but we still had fun.
my aunt and cousin and her kids came with mom and my sister and me.
we took the kids swimming, to an indoor pool. they really enjoyed it. i didnt go in swimming, mom and me sat outside the pool drinking coffee instead.
after we were done swimming we ate our lunch, we had to eat it in the car though which was unfortunate. by the time we were having our lunch i was starving!
then we took the kids to a funfair. they had fun there. my cousins child is autistic and he had a meltdown at the funfair because he got overloaded.
it was hard for my cousin to control him. he kicked out at her and hit her as well as screaming, and lots of people were staring, i felt like telling them all to just fuck off.
after all that we decided to just go home. on the way home mom had to stop off to get money out of the ATM for me, and I had to get fruit and stuff for the week also. mom got us all ice creams. the littles were thrilled, they love icecream.
overall it was a really good day. i’m tired now so hoping I’ll sleep well tonight. We’ll see I guess. May read for a while before going to bed to tire my mind out a little more.
well mom called. she got to the campsite safely.
they were making dinner when i talked to her. then they were going to make a camp fire and sit around and have drinks.
she said its a really nice place. there is lots to do for the kids. its on a farm, so there are lots of animals, and there are tractor rides and lots of other things for the kids to do.
she said the place was really big and very crowded, lots of families making the most of the long bank holiday weekend!
well, i hope she enjoys herself and has fun, cuz thats what its all about.
I’m really enjoying broken by rosie lewis. she’s a great writer. And I am finding the book to be so interesting. I like how Rosie employs therapeutic strategies with the children, despite only being their foster parent and not an actual therapist.
Its very interesting and I think what she does is so helpful and is really helping the kids. I have yet to find out what the actual traumas are that the kids have gone through, I’m not that far into the book though. I’m only 8 chapters in. Am about to start chapter 9.
I think Cathy Glass is always going to be my number one foster parent that writes books that I love, but Rosie Lewis is a close second. I’ve read all of her other books and loved each of them equally. She even adopted one of her foster kids, and wrote about her in another book called taken.
I don’t think I’ll read any more tonight, well I am saying that now, but if I don’t sleep some time soon I may just pick up my book again and read some more until I am tired enough to fall asleep. I don’t want to read too much though what happens me is I tend to get hooked and then I cant put the book down.
Anyway all that to say I am loving my current book and I cant wait to do a review once I am done reading it.
Lindas prompt for SoCs this week is…organ.
One Christmas when I was 8 I got an organ as a gift. I loved it. It was a huge organ, on a stand. I would sit for hours playing it, I think that Is where my love of music started. All my little friends would come in the house in to my bedroom and we’d have contests and competitions to see who could play the best. I’m sure it drove my mom crazy but she was a good sport about it. I had that organ for years. I cant actually remember what happened to it. I must have outgrown it at some point though. It is one of my childhood memories that I treasure. I went on to learn piano and I think my love of the piano all started when I would bang tunes out on my organ.
Those were very happy days.
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 21/18