Seeing the United Parcel Truck pull into my driveway, I opened the garage door knowing that another package had arrived helping us with the Christmas in July Party we were putting together for the homeless children at a local charity.
As I stood watching the driver get the packages from the back of the truck, I saw Madison, my three-year-old granddaughter, picking weeds from the lawn. "These are for my mommy and daddy, "she replied, as she held out a hand full of worthless little weeds. I just smiled and nodded my head as I looked at her tight little closed fist.
The UPT driver walked into the garage and sat the two packages down on the wooden bench. He and I stood talking about the numerous baseball gloves, baseball bats, helmets and baseballs sitting about the room. I told him I had been raised in a Jacksonville, Florida orphanage (孤儿院)and that during my entire childhood I never once owned anything of my own. I told him that these presents were for the children themselves and not for the orphanage.
After talking for a few minutes the driver told me he had to leave. He waved and began walking back down the driveway. I turned around, locked garage door and began walking up onto the front porch (走廊). Just as I closed the gate，Madison came running up to where I was standing.
"My flowers, my flowers, "she screamed aloud. I soon realized that I had locked her weeds in the garage.
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| "We'll get them later," I told her, …… I turned around, walked back to the end of the porch and opened the gate. |
