The price of dignity
Hello children,
today and I'll tell you a story I write with a blue pen, it reads better.
I was in line with my mom at the supermarket checkout when we saw a mother take two cookies and call to your child if they wanted one. I thought, but it looks nice, even the child asked him, did not miss half whim; avercene of mothers like this! What do you think?
The baby is a bit 'bored turn the trick in his hands, but over time that the other gentlemen to pay cash, if he is all mush. Then his mother tells him to put the other on the roll who have to pay, and while it grabs third and support each other. Then the child says, "After we go to the horse?"
comes And I just think, I almost do return, I take that mother there and give it to my child!
Mrs. pays, looking with indifference in the air, waves and leaves.
front of us there are two other people. At the checkout of my mother asks the clerk: "Excuse me, I know that none of my business, but the lady with the child has paid many sweets?"
"Two," answers the clerk.
Mom turns to me and says: "See Echino, dignity is not a subject that you teach the teachers in the classroom. The dignity you teach your mother in the queue at the supermarket and the price of a treat! "
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