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Why Did I Ever Grow Up? (standard:humor, 907 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Nov 04 2018Views/Reads: 38/9Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I can appreciate what these young people see, but they really cannot appreciate what I have seen through the years. That is simply, God always takes care of his people.
 



At times, I have to do some errands for the Gracious Mistress of the
Parsonage. It's not that I like to do these errands, but I have learned 
this is one secret to getting along with her. 

The errand she had for me was to go to the Mall and pick up something
she had ordered. In my own way I tried to finagle out of that errand, 
but the more I finagled the more insistent she was. So, I decided to 
finagle no more. 

As the pop song says, “I have a million reasons not to go, give me one
reason to go.” I tried to play this on her and her response was, 
“Because I asked you to.” 

You just cannot get any better than that. I know, because I have tried. 

Since I do not go to the mall that often, I thought I would stop in at a
coffee shop and have myself a cup of coffee and just chill out a 
little. Taking my coffee out in the main area of the mall, I sat in one 
of the lounge chairs and watched the people go by. 

As a young person, my favorite author was Ernest Hemingway. In one of
his books he says that the important thing for a writer is to, “listen, 
listen, listen.” I tried to practice that throughout my life so I 
thought here at the mall would be a good opportunity to do just that. 

It was rather noisy, but I tried my best to listen. Some of the things I
heard I wished I would not have heard, but that is the price you pay 
for listening. 

In my situation, I could not hear much of a conversation, but the little
that I did hear I tried to figure out what they were trying to say. I 
know I got some things wrong, but I laughed very discreetly at some 
things I heard. 

Halfway through my coffee something struck me that I never thought of
before. 

So many young people and children were racing through the mall. I did
not know there were that many children on planet Earth. They were 
running and laughing and whatever else they could think of. 

I just sat back and watched. I tried to listen, but there was so much
noise I really could not listen so I watched. Here these young people 
were having the time of their life. They were laughing and joking among 
themselves and just having a good time. 

Occasionally I caught the joke and laughed to myself, but most of the
jokes I did not understand. I guess that has to do with an age 
difference. 

It was right after Halloween and so a lot of the gibberish in the mall
had to do with the Halloween spirit. I thought several were dressed for 
Halloween, but realized that that is exactly what they wear every day. 

I saw one young girl wearing blue jeans with so many holes that they
really lack purpose. I was later to find out that you buy these blue 
jeans with all the holes in them. Moreover, the more holes they have, 
the more expensive they are. 

When I was young I had blue jeans with lots of holes, but I earned every
one of those holes. 

My spirits were beginning to rise and I was enjoying my visit in the
mall. Do not let that get out, I do not want anybody to know I was 
having a good time, particularly, you know who. 

It seemed the more I watched, the more young people and children flooded
the mall. And, the laughter rang from one end of the mall to the other 
with me in between. 

As I was enjoying this little episode, a thought snuck into my mind. I
must confess that it is a rare occasion when a thought actually comes 
to my mind. This time a thought did come to my mind. 

What I wanted to know was, why were all of these kids happy? Why were


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