A Beautiful Story by Harvy~ For My Grandchildren

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tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them

worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better. I'd really like for them

to know about hand-me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover

meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. To My Grandchildren:I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I

hope you learn to make your bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And

I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen. It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in. I

hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother. And it's

all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but

when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I

hope you let him. When you want to see a movie and your little brother

wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him. I

hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you

live in a town where you can do it safely. On rainy days when you have

to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your 'driver' to drop you two

blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your

Mom. If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books. When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head. I

hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a

girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what Ivory

soap tastes like. May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole. I

don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if

a friend offers you dope, I hope you realize he is not your friend. I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle. May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays. I

hope your Mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through a

neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas

time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. These

things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and

happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. ~by Harvey~Love~All~Ways*~Karma*