A Beautiful Thing
My Young Storyteller's session today at McKinley Elementary had just ended. I was hurrying out of the school, eager to make a phone call. As I rounded the corner and headed towards the front doors, I saw an older woman and a small girl exiting the building. I half smiled, because the woman had her hand on the little girl's head and was talking quietly to her. She was wearing a gorgeous orange dashiki and had wire-rimmed glasses on, and the little girl obviously adored her.
The woman was in the process of shutting the door behind her. I called out to her, "Excuse me! I'm headed out, too. Let me sneak through here with you." she laughed this warm laugh and said, "Oh my goodness! I almost shut you in here! I'm sorry about that!" and I laughed and responded "No problem. Have a great day."
I left them behind and walked briskly to my car. I plugged the cell phone charger in and was getting ready to dial the numbers when I saw the little girl barreling towards my passenger side door. I immediately thought something was wrong, so I turned the key in the ignition and rolled the window down as fast as I could.
This little girl had two cute ponytails and the biggest eyes I have ever seen on a child. She was kind of panting from all the exertion and she finally managed to say, "This is for you." She handed me a beautiful flower that she had picked off one of the nearby bushes.
I looked at her, totally amazed. "Thank you so much!" I managed to say. "This is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen."
This adorable little one said, "You're welcome" like she did this everyday.
"That is so sweet of you. Have a wonderful day!" I said.
"Thanks." and she turned and walked back towards the older woman standing on the sidewalk. I poked my head out of the window and waved at the woman, and she waved back.
Funny how one of the most beautiful things that I've ever been a part of happened in South Central LA. Beauty is everywhere, my darlings.
smile. g
2 Comments:
that sounds made up
Grae made this up so that we'll all think she likes black people.
Ha ha! Accusing others of racism is funny. It's also funny when you double-space and then type an ironic comment about it. And then type another comment about the comment.
This could go on for a while.
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