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[Lengo]

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-yearold 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, sometimes 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.

[Sandra]

 
Well if that's not food for thought, I don't know what is.

[City Builder]

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.

And here I thought it was going to end more like this:

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him out back behind the barn and shot him.  For the remainder of their days they never had to worry about another broken piece of china, or a dropped fork or a glass of spilled milk.

hahahahaha 

[MaxBeta]

   I'm not taking any chances.. I removed all the Wooden bowls from my cupboards.. 

Humans are the only species on the face of the Earth were the worst conceived horrors can and may be committed upon themselves and the rest of the geo-biological world.  A reality which we are faced with each day of our individual existences.  The only cure is to un-learn all the Bad tendencies.. Relate only those great uplifting examples of caring for the Earth and one another.  Makes sense doesn't it?