The Wooden Bowl

The Wooden Bowl

I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a
week from now, a month from now, a year from now.

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 father," 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, sometime 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 in
when I grow up."

The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the
parents so 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 soiled.

Prophet Mohamed said:

"A parent is the best of the gates of Paradise; so if you wish, keep to
the gate, or lose it."

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«´¨`·.Shakeel Ahmed ..·´¨`»
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(((**A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but rather a person with a certain set of attitudes**))

Atleast Im gonna remember this Heart Touching Story. . .

Parents Respect is a Must...

Thanks for Sharing this Nice story Shakeel!

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	Anne wrote:
	Atleast Im gonna remember this Heart Touching Story. . . Parents Respect is a Must... Thanks for Sharing this Nice story Shakeel!

You are welcome.

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«´¨`·.Shakeel Ahmed ..·´¨`»
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(((**A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but rather a person with a certain set of attitudes**))

How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an
aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.

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«´¨`·.Shakeel Ahmed ..·´¨`»
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(((**A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but rather a person with a certain set of attitudes**))