Mothers with children in tow were milling everywhere. The wails of the boy could be heard above the din of the shoppers.
“Momma, nooo!
Small children, too young to be involved in the clothing hunt ran amuck between display racks.
The young boys voice rose in volume, “But I don’t want to!”
Mom’s response was unintelligible.
Long lines to the fitting room ran out into the store as shoppers waited impatiently for their turn to try selections on.
By now the little guy is sobbing, “Please don’t make me!”
This time the mothers impatient voice could be heard, “I’ll stand right here blocking everyone from seeing you.”
Surely, this mom wasn’t making her son undress out in public? What was she thinking?
My Heart Aches
Each new school year, this memory comes back to haunt me. My heart aches for this little guy who has now reached manhood.
I wonder what his relationship is with his mother now? How marred is his adulthood from this childhood experience? Home is the place of learning respect, in giving and receiving.
The Old Creed
Respect is a small word with huge implications. Sensitivity to others is key, in-home or out. An old creed from my past is worth keeping in mind. Do unto others as you would have done to you.
One Day Wonders with JBK 