Do Not Drink, And, Drive !!!

I was walking around in the Walmart store doing some shopping,
when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy who couldn't have been
more than 5 or 6 years old...

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.

Then the little boy turned to the cashier and asked:
are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The cashier counted his cash once again and replied:
''You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.''

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much .
I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.

I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it
to my sister when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this.

'My Sister has gone to be with God...
Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too,
so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister...''

My heart nearly stopped!

The little boy looked up at me and said:
'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet.
I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him
where he was laughing.

He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her
so my sister won't forget me.'

'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me,
but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly...
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy.

'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'

I added some of my money to his with out him seeing
and we started to count it.

There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'

Then he looked at me and added,
'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure
I had enough money to buy this doll,
so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy,
but I didn't dare to ask God for too much.

But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.

My mommy loves white roses.'

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.

I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago,
which mentioned a drunk driver, who hit a car occupied by
a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state.

The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine,
because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy,
I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away...
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses
and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman
was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand
with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever...

The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still,
to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.

 

Glurge: Aid given a child helps him buy a doll and a white rose as gifts for his dead sister and his dying mother, both victims of a drunk driver.
Example: [Collected on the Internet, 2002]

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the gifts I didn't manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself: 'It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go...' 'Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...' Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if kids really play with such expensive toys. While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who this doll was for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?' The old lady replied: 'You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.' Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I started to walk towards him and asked who he wanted to give this doll to. "It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry . But he replied to me sadly, "No, Santa Claus cannot bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there.'" His eyes were so sad while saying this, "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister'. My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket." Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I also want mommy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few bills and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?' "Ok"' he said, "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money. The little boy said, "'Thank you God for giving me enough money". Then he looked at me and added, "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me. I also wanted to have enough moneyto buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose. You know, my mommy loves white roses." A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my shopping cart. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-support machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma . Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away. I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was lying in state for people to see and make a last wish before burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Send this message to everybody that you know. 2) Or delete it and do as if it never touched your heart. If you send this message, maybe you will help prevent someone drunk from driving.