April 11th, 2002, 07:29 PM
Here's a very touching story I thought you might find uplifting.
Several weekends ago, I was rushing around trying to do some
Valentine's Day shopping. I was stressed out and not thinking very
fondly of the weather right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the
parking lot. As I was loading my car up, I noticed that I was missing
a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I
retraced my steps to the mall entrance. As I was searching the wet
pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing.
The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy about 12 years old.
He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged
flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill.
Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand.
Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what
was wrong. He told me his sad story:
He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and
four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old.
His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She
made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had
managed to skimp and save two hundred dollars to buy her children
some Valentine's Day presents (since she didn't manage to get them
anything on Christmas.)
The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her
second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his
siblings and save just enough to take the bus home. He had not even
entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the hundred dollar
bills and disappeared into the night.
"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.
The boy said, "I did."
"And nobody came to help you?" I queried.
The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.
"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.
The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"
I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry
So I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my car.
Bukhari:V3B48N826 “The Prophet said, ‘Isn’t the witness of a woman equal to half of that of a man?’ The women said, ‘Yes.’ He said, ‘This is because of the deficiency of a woman’s mind.’”
April 11th, 2002, 07:31 PM
Man, I dont really know how to feel about that one......:/
It is better to be HATED for who you are, than LOVED for who you are NOT.
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April 11th, 2002, 07:33 PM
April 11th, 2002, 07:34 PM
hip hop rules
April 11th, 2002, 07:38 PM
The signature should read Kenneth Lay...
Mankind have a great aversion to intellectual labor; but even supposing knowledge to be easily attainable, more people would be content to be ignorant than would take even a little trouble to acquire it.
- Samuel Johnson
April 11th, 2002, 08:36 PM
I thought it was an uplifting story.
Didn't see that one comin'.
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April 11th, 2002, 09:07 PM
Hahahahahahah..... ROFLMAO.... That is some funny shiznit..... Thanks for sharing Tedob1.
An Ounce of Prevention is Worth a Pound of Cure...
April 11th, 2002, 09:46 PM
Dude... That story is about me.. I knew id find the bastard who took my 100$ one of these days....
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April 11th, 2002, 09:51 PM
lmao, that was soooo mean, but hilarious. I'm gonna tell some of my friends that one. Did you make it up, or hear it somewhere?
April 11th, 2002, 10:13 PM