Through the eyes of a child

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A friend just sent this to me and after a day like to day, it was good to

smile. i hope that it makes you smile too.

Betty

Through the eyes of a child

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> > While taking a routine vandalism report at an

> > elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl

> > about six years old. Looking up and down at my

> > uniform, she asked, " Are you a cop? " " Yes, " I answered

> > and continued writing the report. " My mother said if I

> > ever needed help I should ask the police.

> > Is that right? " " Yes, that's right, " I told her. " Well,

> > then, " she said as she extended her foot toward me,

> > " would you please tie my shoe? "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > It was the end of the day when I parked my police van

> > in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment,

> > my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little

> > boy staring in at me. " Is that a dog you got back

> > there? " he asked. " It sure is, " I replied. Puzzled,

> > the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the

> > van. Finally he said, " What'd he do? "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > While working for an organization that delivers

> > lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my

> > four-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. She was

> > unfailingly intrigued by the various appliances of old

> > age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs.

> > One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth

> > soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the

> > inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and

> > whispered, " The tooth fairy will never believe this! "

> > ---------------------------------------------

> > A little girl was watching her parents dress for a

> > party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she

> > warned, " Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit. " " And

> > why not, darling? " " You know that it always gives you

> > a headache next morning. "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > While walking along the sidewalk in front of his

> > church, our minister heard the intoning of a prayer

> > that nearly made his collar wilt. Apparently his

> > five-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead

> > robin. Feeling that a proper burial should be

> > performed, they made ready for the disposal of the

> > deceased. The minister's son was chosen to say the

> > appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned

> > his version of what he thought his father always said. " Glory be

> > unto the Faaaather. .and unto the Sonnnn. . . and into

> > the hole you goooo. "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > To close each day's activities in summer and on

> > holidays in the Magic Kingdom at Walt Disney World at

> > Lake Buena Vista, Fla., a huge fireworks display

> > lights up the sky. One night I noticed a small boy

> > about three years old perched on his father's

> > shoulder. The child sat mesmerized, aware only

> > of what was exploding in the heavens. When the

> > fireworks were over, the little boy looked up into the

> > sky again and said, " Thank you, God. "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > My best lesson in child psychology came when I saw our

> > five-year-old, , roughly jerking our toy

> > poodle's leash. Suddenly his fuming father appeared

> > and asked, " Do you want to tell me how sorry you are? "

> > " I don't know how much you saw! " stammered.

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > We had spent the day moving from our farmhouse into

> > our new house in town. Early the next morning, our

> > 3-year-old ran into our bedroom to wake us up. I

> > dressed him and told him to play in the yard and to

> > quit bothering us. About 20 minutes later, he came running

> > back. " Mommy, Mommy, " he exclaimed, " everybody has

> > doorbells - and they all work. "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > A little girl had just finished her first week of

> > school. " I'm wasting my time, " she said to her mother.

> > " I can't read, I can't write - and they won't

> > let me talk! "

> > ----------------------------------------------

> > One day Mother sent my little brother to the post

> > office to mail a letter. A few minutes later he came

> > back with a suspicious smile on his face. " What

> > happened? " my mother asked. " I just fooled the people

> > at the post office. When no one was looking, I dropped

> > the letter into the box without buying any stamps. "