I can't remember a story of my own, but I do have one to share, for which I cannot take credit. This is from my nephew, 3 years ago. He was 7 years old at the time. From the time he was little, he was always asking very interesting questions and saying the darndest things. Below was what he wrote in his letter to Santa:
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December 13, 2007
Dear Santa
My name is Martin. I am in second grade. Did you go to second grade? I have a brother (I don't have an older brother). My brother is 4 years old. My mom is a dentist. My mom is 32 years old. My dad is 33 years old. My dad is a builder. My wish is everyone who is poor to have money.
PS. Did you go to school?
PPS. Do you have brothers or sisters?
PPPS. Do you like your job?
From
Martin
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That just melts my heart...what a wish from a little boy who has had no experience of, or exposure to poverty. Life's lessons from a seven-year-old.
My brother scanned this letter into a pdf file and sent it by email to our family. I still look at it -- with his cute little handwriting and all -- and it warms my heart to this day.
Enjoy!
2 comments:
I also do have this on top of our Piano. This, and the coffee table book that you and your siblings gave last year and the treasures that we keep and value most. We always show them off to our visitors and friends. These make up for the distance that physically separates us.
Merry Christmas, Mia. May you find success and fulfillment of your dreams now and always.
Mom and Dad
Thanks, Dad. :)
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