10-31-2006, 01:36 PM
Here's a truly heartwarming story about the bond formed
between a little 5-year-old girl and some construction workers that
makes you believe that we CAN make a difference when we give a child the
gift of our time...
A young family moved into a house, next door to a vacant lot.
One day a construction crew turned up to start building a house on
the empty lot.
The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an
interest in all the activity going on next door 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,
let her sit with them while they had 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 a couple of dollars.
The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the
appropriate words of admiration and suggested that they take
the two dollar "pay" she had received to the bank the next day to
start a savings account.
When they 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 the
crew building the house next door to us."
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 ever deliver the f---ing sheet rock..."
Stories like this just bring a tear to your eye.
between a little 5-year-old girl and some construction workers that
makes you believe that we CAN make a difference when we give a child the
gift of our time...
A young family moved into a house, next door to a vacant lot.
One day a construction crew turned up to start building a house on
the empty lot.
The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an
interest in all the activity going on next door 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,
let her sit with them while they had 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 a couple of dollars.
The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the
appropriate words of admiration and suggested that they take
the two dollar "pay" she had received to the bank the next day to
start a savings account.
When they 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 the
crew building the house next door to us."
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 ever deliver the f---ing sheet rock..."
Stories like this just bring a tear to your eye.
You're never to old to be immature
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