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Re: [MOL] FW: The Christmas Dime



DEAr Kathy,

Thank you for the story. It is beautiful.

God Bless You
marty auslander

Kathy Corrigan wrote:
> 
> A beautiful story, my friends.  Happy New Year.  Kathy in Boise
> 
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Meredith Dille [mailto:mdille@idl.state.id.us]
> Sent: Tuesday, December 28, 1999 11:23 AM
> To: Kathy Corrigan; Nancy Harvey [HarveNA@mmis.state.id.us] (E-mail);
> Pam Elliot (E-mail)
> Subject: The Christmas Dime
> 
>    Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow.  Bobby
> didn't wear boots; he didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any.  The
> thin sneakers he wore had a  few holes in them and they did a poor job of
> keeping out the cold. Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour
> already. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his
> mother's Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, "This is useless,
> even if I do come up with an idea, I don't have any money to spend."
> 
>     Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of
> five had struggled. It wasn't because his mother didn't care, or try,  there
> just
> never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but  the small
> wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far.  What the family
> lacked in money and material things, they more than made up for in love and
> family unity.  Bobby had two older and one younger sister, who ran  the
> house hold in their mother's absence.  All three of his sisters had already
> made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it just wasn't fair.     Here
> it was Christmas Eve already, and he had nothing.
> 
>     Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to
> walk down to the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn't easy
> being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to.
> Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window.
> Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach.
> 
>     It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk
> home when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun's rays
> reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a
> shiny dime. Never before has anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that
> moment.  As he held his new found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his
> entire body and he walked into the first store he saw.  His excitement
> quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him that he couldn't buy
> anything with only a dime. He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in
> line.  When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the
> dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift.
> The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten cent offering. Then he put his
> hand on Bobby's shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and I'll see
> what  can do for
> you."
> 
>     As Bobby waited he looked at the beautiful flowers and even though
> he was a boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers.  The sound
> of the door
> closing as the last customer left, jolted Bobby back to reality. All alone
> in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid.  Suddenly the shop owner
> came out and moved to the counter.  There, before Bobby's eyes, lay twelve
> long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied
> together with a big silver bow. Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them
> up and placed them gently into a long white box. "That will be ten cents
> young man." The shop owner said reaching out his hand for the dime.
> 
>     Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime. Could this be
> true?  No one else would give him a thing for his dime!  Sensing the boy's
> reluctance, the shop owner added, "I just happened to have some roses on
> sale for ten cents a dozen.  Would you like them?"
> 
>     This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the man placed the long
> box into his hands, he knew it was true. Walking out the door that the owner
> was
> holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry Christmas, son."
> 
>     As he returned inside, the shop keeper's wife walked out.  "Who were
> you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?"
> 
>     Staring out the window, and blinking the  tears from his own eyes,
> he replied, "A strange thing happened to me this morning.  While I was
> setting up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to
> set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift.  I wasn't sure at the
> time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway.  Then
> just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a
> flower for his mother with one small dime.  "When I looked at him, I saw
> myself, many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother
> a Christmas gift.  A bearded man, whom I never knew, stopped me on  the
> street and told me that he wanted to give me ten dollars.  "When I saw that
> little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was, and  I put together a dozen
> of my very best roses."
> 
>     The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they
> stepped out into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn't feel cold at all.
> 
>     May this story instill the spirit of CHRISTmas in you enough to
> pass this act along. Have a Joyous and Peace-filled season.
> The stars exist that we might know how high our dreams can soar.
> 
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