Saturday, December 09, 2006

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On an unrelated topic OR has just emailed me the following rather heart warming story about a little girl and the bond she formed with a group of building workers. I think there's a lesson for us all here.

A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant building .

One day Joe, Steve and a gang of building workers turned up to start building a house on the empty plot.

The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and started talking with the workers.

She hung around and eventually the builders, all with hearts of gold, more or less adopted the little girl as a sort of project mascot.

They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had tea and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. They even gave her very own hard hat and gloves. At the end of the first week they presented her with a pay envelope containing two pounds in 10p coins.

The little girl took her 'pay' home to her mother who suggested that they take the money she had received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.

When they got to the bank the cashier was tickled pink listening to the little girl telling her about her 'work' on the building site and the fact she had a'pay packet'.

"You must have worked very hard to earn all this", said the bank cashier.

The little girl proudly replied, "I worked all last week with the men building a big house."

"My goodness gracious," said the cashier, "Will you be working on the house again this week, as well?"

The little girl thought for a moment and said ...

"I think so. Provided those cunts at Jewsons deliver the fucking bricks."

1 comment:

  1. Great little story...I remember when one of my grandsons was four, I gave him a model farm tractor for Xmas. His dad was a farmer and Jordan spent most of his waking hours out in the baryard. On Xmas morning he was heard shouting out. 'Goddam fucking tractor won't start'. I gave him leggo the next year!!!