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The Crying Boy

21 Jan

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While on Google+ I came across a post written by my friend Mohammad Alsous. There’s always a lesson to be learned with every post he publishes. I wanted to share this with you guys, but I have to warn you that it brought me to tears.

THE POST 

On a bright and sunny day a man polished his prized possession–his new car.  His 4 year old son picked up a stone and scratched lines on the side of the car.

In a fit of anger, the man took the child’s hand and hit it many times; not realizing he was using a wrench.

At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.

When the child saw his father…..with painful eyes he asked, “Dad when will my fingers grow back?”

The man was so hurt and speechless; he went back to his car and kicked it repeatedly.

Devastated by his own actions his knees buckled and he landed on the ground sitting.

As he sat in front of his car he looked through vision blurred with tears at the scratches his child had made. The boy had written ‘LOVE YOU DAD’.

The next day that man committed suicide.

Mohammad’s words…

Anger and Love have no limits ,,,
Things are to be used and people are to be loved, but the problem in today’s world is that, People are used and things are loved.

During this year, let’s be careful to keep this thought in mind:
Things are to be used, but People are to be loved.

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8 Responses to “The Crying Boy”

  1. Stacey Gannett (This Momma's Ramblings) January 22, 2014 at 1:57 am #

    I have heard of this story on an Urban Legend show that I watched one time with the hubby. It is so correct that things are to be used and people are to be loved…definitely a motto for all to live by! Hope you are having a wonderful week! ❤

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    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega January 22, 2014 at 12:02 pm #

      Hello Stacey! I’m having a wonderful week. I hope you are too. It’s nice and cool this week in Florida (50s-60sF). Tonight it’s predicted to be in the 40s(F). Hot cocoa here we come! Ha,ha!

      Yes, when I read ‘Things are to be used and People are to be loved’ I thought the same thing. What a great motto for all to live by. 😀

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  2. Joy @ Yesterfood January 22, 2014 at 10:26 am #

    Oh, my gosh, this legend was a new one to me. Chilling. Brrrr. Thanks for sharing it at Treasure Box Tuesday- a tough read with an important message.

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    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega January 22, 2014 at 11:52 am #

      I agree Joy. It was a tough read, but it’s worth reading for its message. It was my pleasure sharing it at Treasure Box Tuesday. 😀

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  3. Natasha January 22, 2014 at 8:51 pm #

    Oh wow! What a wild story for such a touching motto. We should all learn to treasure people more than things. Unfortunately, most people do the opposite.

    Thanks so much for sharing on Turn It Up Tuesday! We always love having you! 🙂

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    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega January 23, 2014 at 7:32 pm #

      I know. I had to throw in an urban legend to bring in some mild gaiety since even the guys were crying because the first story. 🙂

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  4. Lisa Nelson January 24, 2014 at 7:36 am #

    Oh my gosh Vashti. My heart sank when the father starting hitting the boy. That Father certainly had a right to suffer – caring for his car more than his child. He should have been ashamed and forever tormented.

    However, he took the easy way out – didn’t he? He didn’t want to deal with what he had done. Of course, the boy in the story lives on to remember this very day for the rest of his life. He’s forever scarred while his Dad escapes.

    Coward.

    It doesn’t seem fair, does it?

    I find it amazing that this urban legend can invoke such true feelings in me. I actually feel hate for the father – and am glad he’s dead. He doesn’t deserve to live.

    Lalala lala~

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    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega January 24, 2014 at 3:26 pm #

      Hi Lisa! Wow! You are truly passionate! I completely understand though. I too felt hate for the father especially when I read the little boy asked him when his fingers will grow back. I was crushed. What’s even more sad is that the poor kid may even feel guilty for his father’s death! I hope children that go through something like this get the psychological help they need. It’s a very sad (and avoidable) situation all around. There’s no reason to lose it like that with a 4 year old.

      Have a great weekend! 😀

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