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Una historia...se llama "WODEN BOWL AND THE OLD MA
disculpen x la orrografia...lol
mas abajo esta en ingles....piensenla...;)
Un fragil viejo fue a vivir con su hijo, nuera y su nieto.
Sus manos temblaban, sus mirada era borrosa, y sus pasos eran deviles. Comian juntos en la mesa como familia.
Pero las torpes manos temblorosas del anciano le impedian comer con destresa. Alberjas y frijoles rodando fuera del plato hasta llegar al piso. Cuando tomo su vaso para dar un trago, leche se derramo en el mantel de la mesa y el su ropa. Su hijo y nuera se irritaron con lo que veian.
“Debemos hacer algo sobre el abuelo,†dijo su hijo. Ya estoy arto con sus regueros de comida y leche, su forma tan ruidosa de comer y la comida del piso.
Entonces el esposo y su mujer pusieron una pequeña tabla en la esquina del comedor.
Alli, el abuelo comio solo mientras la familia disfrutaba sus meriendas. Desde que el habia roto un par de platos le comensaron a servir en un plato de madera.
Cuando las miradas ojeaban hacia el abuelo, una pequeña lagrima salia de sus cansados ojos, mientras traia un bocado a la boca.
Las unicas palabras que recibia eran cortantes acusaciones cuando se le caia el tenedor o un poco de comida.
El pequeño nieto solo callaba. Una tarde despues de la cena, su padre noto que su hijo estaba jugando en el piso con palitos de madera. Su padre le pregunto cariñosamente, “hijo que haces?â€
Respondio, “oh, solo estoy haciendo un plato de madera para ti y mama para que coman su comida cuando yo cresca†dando una sonrisa, siguio con su trabajo.
Las palabras a su padre fueron tan fuertes para el que quedo mudo, lagrimas comenzaron a salir y correr por sus mejillas. No palabras salieron por su boca, pero supo lo que debia hacer.
Esa tarde el esposo tomo la mano del viejo y lo guio de vuelta a la mesa con su familia.
Y por alguna razon no importaba si caia un tenedor, o la leche derramada, o si se ensuciaba el mantel.
Los niños son remarcadamente perceptivos. Sus ojos siempre observan, sus oidos estan atentos, y sus mentes procesan todo para absorverlo. Si ven una atmosfera de felicidad en casa, esa sera la actitud para imitar el resto de sus vidas.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson.
The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table.
But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.
"We must do something about Grandfather," said the son. I've 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, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.
When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One 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 from when I grow up."
The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word 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 remainder 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 got soiled.
Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives
Blog published in 2009-08-10 - (337 visits / 1 Comment )
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karlinha (2009-08-10)
Thanks for sharing rolito, we must treat others the way we want to be treated. I pray that the Lord will help me be mercyful, and to love more and more my neighbor the way he wants us to love each other. Gracias por compartir rolito, debemos recordar que siempre tratemos a los demas como deseamos nos traten a nosotros. Me he encontrado ultimamente orando a Dios para que me ayude a tener mas misericordia y a amar mas como el quiere que nos amamemos los unos a los otros. God Bless you!!!
