I was walking around in a Big Bazar
store making shopping, when I saw
a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have
been more than 5 or 6 years old..
TheCashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you
don't have enough money to buy
this doll. Then the little boy turned to
me and asked: ''Uncle, are
you sure I don't have enough money?''
I counted his cash and replied: ''You
know that you don't have enough
money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The
little boy was still holding the
doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked
him who he wished to give
this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister
loved most and wanted so
much . I wanted to Gift her for her
BIRTHDAY.
I have to give the doll to my mommy so
that she can give it to my
sister when she goes there.' His eyes
were so sad while saying this.
'My Sister has gone to be with God..
Daddy says that Mommy is going to
see God very soon too, so I thought
that she could take the doll with
her to give it to my sister...''
My heart nearly stopped. The little boy
looked up at me and said: 'I
told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet.
I need her to wait until I
come back from the mall.' Then he
showed me a very nice photo of him
where he was laughing. He then told me
'I want mommy to take my
picture with her so my sister won't
forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I
wish she doesn't have to leave me, but
daddy says that she has to go
to be with my little sister.' Then he
looked again at the doll with
sad eyes, very quietly..
I quickly reached for my wallet and said
to the boy. 'Suppose we check
again, just in case you do have enough
money for the doll?''
'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'
I added some of my money to
his with out him seeing and we started
to count it. There was enough
for the doll and even some spare
money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for
giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added, 'I
asked last night before I went to
sleep for God to make sure I had
enough money to buy this doll, so
that mommy could give It to my sister.
He heard me!'' 'I also wanted
to have enough money to buy a white
rose for my mommy, but I didn't
dare to ask God for too much. But He
gave me enough to buy the doll
and a white rose. My mommy loves
white roses.'
I finished my shopping in a totally
different state from when I
started. I couldn't get the little boy out
of my mind. Then I
remembered a local
news paper article two days ago, which
mentioned a drunk man in a
truck, who hit a car occupied by a young
woman and a little girl. The
little girl died right away, and the
mother was left in a critical
state. The family had to decide whether
to pull the plug on the
life-sustaining machine, because the
young woman would not be able to
recover from the coma. Was this the
family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the
little boy, I read in the news
paper that the young woman had
passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as
I bought a bunch of white roses and I
went to the funeral home where
the body of the young woman was
exposed for people to see and make
last wishes before her burial. She was
there, in her coffin, holding a
beautiful white rose in her hand with
the photo of the little boy and
the doll placed over her chest. I left the
place, teary-eyed, feeling
that my life had been changed for
ever...
The love that the little boy had for his
mother and his sister is
still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in
a fraction of a second, a
drunk driver had taken all this away
from him.
Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.
