Guest guest Posted September 11, 2005 Report Share Posted September 11, 2005 Namah Shivayah all... My mom and I went to the Southfield Ramada Inn today. We were originally going to drop the collection for Katrina victims off, but ended up staying and helping sort through all of the things that people had donated. A conversation I had with a little girl, probably aged around four years, as she was picking through the toy and doll bin at the conference-room-cum-donation-center at her new temporary home. She was wearing a pink sparkly top, her hair in braids, and her accent very thick. I recognized her as an evacuee right away, because I've heard that accent before while on vacation in New Orleans. Her brother was looking through the bin with trucks right next to us, where he was putting every single truck he could find into his little bag. The girl was carrying a very squishy pink and purple stuffed whale. Erica: "Whatcha got there, pretty girl?" Girl: "Issa baby!" "I see that. I like that baby. It matches your shirt!" "Yup. I likes it too because it is real soft." "I like this one too. It's real soft too. Do you want to take this one too?", as I held up a very soft plush bear. "No, but OOH! Look at this one. It's HULK. He kinda scrry though. I dun like this one." "I don't like it either. Did you see these?", as I held up sparkly pink and purple stick-on earrings and a little play makeup case. "Yeah, I sawr it. Those girls in thrrre they had everythang. Everythang." "Like what?" "Just everythang." "Well, who are you here with?" "Muh daddy. He over therre. And dis my brother." "He likes trucks, huh?" "Yup. He a boy." "Well, you can take anything you want from in here, as long as your daddy says it's okay." "Anything?" "Yep. Just ask your daddy first." And I continued to sort through the toys and books for a second, when she tapped me on the leg, her eyes as wide as Christmas morning. She was holding a yellow rubber duck in her little hand and smiling very wide. She said, "I need this one. Cause my house's full of water. But it'll be okay cuz the Red Cross is gunna help us. Yep. Red Cross. Red Cross..." My heart broke into a million pieces just then. Praying that Mother's love reaches that little girl's heart, and that her Red Cross helps her get her house back to where she doesn't need a rubber duckie to be in it... With love and tears in my eyes, Erica Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 12, 2005 Report Share Posted September 12, 2005 Wow! What can one say to such a story. Brings tears to my eyes too. Thank you dearly for sharing this. - Erica Ammachi Sunday, September 11, 2005 8:13 PM Personal story Namah Shivayah all... My mom and I went to the Southfield Ramada Inn today. We were originally going to drop the collection for Katrina victims off, but ended up staying and helping sort through all of the things that people had donated. A conversation I had with a little girl, probably aged around four years, as she was picking through the toy and doll bin at the conference-room-cum-donation-center at her new temporary home. She was wearing a pink sparkly top, her hair in braids, and her accent very thick. I recognized her as an evacuee right away, because I've heard that accent before while on vacation in New Orleans. Her brother was looking through the bin with trucks right next to us, where he was putting every single truck he could find into his little bag. The girl was carrying a very squishy pink and purple stuffed whale. Erica: "Whatcha got there, pretty girl?" Girl: "Issa baby!" "I see that. I like that baby. It matches your shirt!" "Yup. I likes it too because it is real soft." "I like this one too. It's real soft too. Do you want to take this one too?", as I held up a very soft plush bear. "No, but OOH! Look at this one. It's HULK. He kinda scrry though. I dun like this one." "I don't like it either. Did you see these?", as I held up sparkly pink and purple stick-on earrings and a little play makeup case. "Yeah, I sawr it. Those girls in thrrre they had everythang. Everythang." "Like what?" "Just everythang." "Well, who are you here with?" "Muh daddy. He over therre. And dis my brother." "He likes trucks, huh?" "Yup. He a boy." "Well, you can take anything you want from in here, as long as your daddy says it's okay." "Anything?" "Yep. Just ask your daddy first." And I continued to sort through the toys and books for a second, when she tapped me on the leg, her eyes as wide as Christmas morning. She was holding a yellow rubber duck in her little hand and smiling very wide. She said, "I need this one. Cause my house's full of water. But it'll be okay cuz the Red Cross is gunna help us. Yep. Red Cross. Red Cross..." My heart broke into a million pieces just then. Praying that Mother's love reaches that little girl's heart, and that her Red Cross helps her get her house back to where she doesn't need a rubber duckie to be in it... With love and tears in my eyes, Erica Aum Amriteswarayai Namaha! Hinduism religion Different religions beliefs Mata amritanandamayi a.. Visit your group "Ammachi" on the web. b.. Ammachi c.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 12, 2005 Report Share Posted September 12, 2005 This was so touching! I was choked up and in tears as I read this. Children are so strong, resilient, and truthful... we could all earn great lessons of love and of life by being more childlike... ¸..• ´¨¨)) -:¦:- ¸.•´ .•´¨¨)) ((¸¸.•´ ..•´ -:¦:- ..::Brightest Blessings::.. -:¦:- ((¸¸.•´.¸..•` ..::Bela::.. On 9/11/05, Erica <sugarandbrine wrote: > > Namah Shivayah all... > > My mom and I went to the Southfield Ramada Inn today. We were > originally going to drop the collection for Katrina victims off, but > ended up staying and helping sort through all of the things that > people had donated. > > A conversation I had with a little girl, probably aged around four > years, as she was picking through the toy and doll bin at the > conference-room-cum-donation-center at her new temporary home. She was > wearing a pink sparkly top, her hair in braids, and her accent very > thick. I recognized her as an evacuee right away, because I've heard > that accent before while on vacation in New Orleans. Her brother was > looking through the bin with trucks right next to us, where he was > putting every single truck he could find into his little bag. The girl > was carrying a very squishy pink and purple stuffed whale. > > Erica: "Whatcha got there, pretty girl?" > Girl: "Issa baby!" > "I see that. I like that baby. It matches your shirt!" > "Yup. I likes it too because it is real soft." > "I like this one too. It's real soft too. Do you want to take this one > too?", as I held up a very soft plush bear. > "No, but OOH! Look at this one. It's HULK. He kinda scrry though. I > dun like this one." > "I don't like it either. Did you see these?", as I held up sparkly > pink and purple stick-on earrings and a little play makeup case. > "Yeah, I sawr it. Those girls in thrrre they had everythang. Everythang." > "Like what?" > "Just everythang." > "Well, who are you here with?" > "Muh daddy. He over therre. And dis my brother." > "He likes trucks, huh?" > "Yup. He a boy." > "Well, you can take anything you want from in here, as long as your > daddy says it's okay." > "Anything?" > "Yep. Just ask your daddy first." And I continued to sort through the > toys and books for a second, when she tapped me on the leg, her eyes > as wide as Christmas morning. She was holding a yellow rubber duck in > her little hand and smiling very wide. > > She said, "I need this one. Cause my house's full of water. But it'll > be okay cuz the Red Cross is gunna help us. Yep. Red Cross. Red Cross..." > > My heart broke into a million pieces just then. > > Praying that Mother's love reaches that little girl's heart, and that > her Red Cross helps her get her house back to where she doesn't need a > rubber duckie to be in it... > > With love and tears in my eyes, > Erica Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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