Fw: Fwd: a precocious eight year old

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Subject: Re: Fwd: a precocious eight year old

> Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad

talking

> about her little brother, . All she knew was that he was very sick

and

> they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment

complex

> next

> month because Daddy didn't have the money for the doctor's bills and our

> house.

>

> Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like

there

> was

> no-one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother

> with

> whispered desperation, " Only a miracle can save him now. "

>

> Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding

place

> in

> the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it

> carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No

chance

> here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and

twisting

> on

> the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to

Rexall's

> Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited

> patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too

busy

> at

> this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.

>

> Nothing.

>

> She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster.

>

> No good.

>

> Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass

counter.

> That did it!

>

> " And what do you want? " the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice.

> " I'm

> talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages " , he said

> without waiting for a reply to his question.

>

> " Well, I want to talk to you about my brother, " Tess answered back in the

> same

> annoyed tone. " He's really, really sick... and I want to buy a miracle. "

>

> " I beg your pardon? " said the pharmacist.

>

> " His name is and he has something bad growing inside his head and

my

> Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle

> cost? "

>

> " We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help

you, "

> the

> pharmacist said, softening a little.

>

> " Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get

the

> rest. Just tell me how much it costs. "

>

> The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked

> the

> little girl, " What kind of a miracle does your brother need? "

>

> " I don't know, " Tess replied with her eyes welling up.

>

> " I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my

> Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money " .

>

> " How much do you have? " asked the man from Chicago.

>

> " One dollar and eleven cents, " Tess answered barely audibly. " And it's all

> the

> money I have, but I can get some more if I need to. " Well, what a

> coincidence, "

> smiled the man. " A dollar and eleven cents exact price of a miracle for

> little

> brother. "

>

> He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her

mitten

> and

> said " Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your

> parents. Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need. "

>

> That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing

in

> neuro-surgery. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn't

long

> until was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily

talking

> about the chain of events that had led them to this place. " That surgery, "

> her

> Mom whispered. " was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost? "

>

> Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost... one dollar and

> eleven

> cents ...... plus the faith of a little child.

>

> A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a

> higher

> law...... (A TRUE STORY)

>

> I know you'll keep the ball moving! Here it goes. Throw it back to someone

> else

> who means something to you!

>

>

>

>

>

>

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Subject: Re: Fwd: a precocious eight year old

> Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad

talking

> about her little brother, . All she knew was that he was very sick

and

> they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment

complex

> next

> month because Daddy didn't have the money for the doctor's bills and our

> house.

>

> Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like

there

> was

> no-one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother

> with

> whispered desperation, " Only a miracle can save him now. "

>

> Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding

place

> in

> the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it

> carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No

chance

> here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and

twisting

> on

> the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to

Rexall's

> Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited

> patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too

busy

> at

> this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.

>

> Nothing.

>

> She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster.

>

> No good.

>

> Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass

counter.

> That did it!

>

> " And what do you want? " the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice.

> " I'm

> talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages " , he said

> without waiting for a reply to his question.

>

> " Well, I want to talk to you about my brother, " Tess answered back in the

> same

> annoyed tone. " He's really, really sick... and I want to buy a miracle. "

>

> " I beg your pardon? " said the pharmacist.

>

> " His name is and he has something bad growing inside his head and

my

> Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle

> cost? "

>

> " We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help

you, "

> the

> pharmacist said, softening a little.

>

> " Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get

the

> rest. Just tell me how much it costs. "

>

> The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked

> the

> little girl, " What kind of a miracle does your brother need? "

>

> " I don't know, " Tess replied with her eyes welling up.

>

> " I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my

> Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money " .

>

> " How much do you have? " asked the man from Chicago.

>

> " One dollar and eleven cents, " Tess answered barely audibly. " And it's all

> the

> money I have, but I can get some more if I need to. " Well, what a

> coincidence, "

> smiled the man. " A dollar and eleven cents exact price of a miracle for

> little

> brother. "

>

> He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her

mitten

> and

> said " Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your

> parents. Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need. "

>

> That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing

in

> neuro-surgery. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn't

long

> until was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily

talking

> about the chain of events that had led them to this place. " That surgery, "

> her

> Mom whispered. " was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost? "

>

> Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost... one dollar and

> eleven

> cents ...... plus the faith of a little child.

>

> A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a

> higher

> law...... (A TRUE STORY)

>

> I know you'll keep the ball moving! Here it goes. Throw it back to someone

> else

> who means something to you!

>

>

>

>

>

>