Sunday, July 06, 2014
A Little Girl Teaches a BIG Lesson
We finally settled on heading toward Delores Hidalgo because Grammy, that's me, wanted a flower pot to replace one that fell off the ledge and broke. Ruth's is a good place to find anything that one wants in ceramics. PLUS next to Ruth's are several big "exploring" places that I knew John and the kids would enjoy while I found a flower pot.
Off we went. Sebastian asked where we were going and Matilda was saying gleefully, with a Spanish accent, "Delores, Delores". Sebastian wanted more explanation so I said, "To a junk yard". Then he wanted to know what junk meant. I told him it was stuff to sell that the owners didn't want anymore. His response, "Oh like a garage sale". That kid is super smart and quick.
I didn't find a flower pot. They were too expensive for me but, Matilda and Sebastian, along with their Dad enjoyed discovering all kinds of things that I"ll write about in the next post. This photo of them with some wonderfully carved cantera characters sums up the sense of discovery.
By this time it was near noon, lunch time to Sebastian and Matilda. Off we headed to Pizza Pig. A fun place where the kids could run and play while we waited for food. Alas, it wasn't open yet and wouldn't be ready with food for at least an hour. NO waiting for little ones. Off we went to somewhere else after MUCH discussion.
We found a favorite place for lunch. Then, Grammy offered ice cream cones at Santa Clara. GREAT ice cream in San Miguel. As we walked down the street out of the corner of my eye, I saw an elderly woman with extended hand asking for money. Right past her was an old man sitting on a step doing the same thing.
I was focused on getting to Santa Clara and didn't give them much thought, to tell you the truth.
Since I was leading the charge to Santa Clara, I turned to see if the three were right behind me. What I saw literally brought tears to my eyes.
Matilda had spotted the woman and man. She stopped to open her coin purse. With the most beautiful, glowing smile on her face, she walked up to the woman and told her, in Spanish, that this was a gift. What else she said I didn't hear, but she didn't just give her the money and keep going as most people do. She engaged with the woman. And, then with the man as well.
Without saying anything else, they caught up with me and we entered the Santa Clara ice cream place. My son took one look at me and said, "I know", as he looked at my face.
This little girl reminded me of what a kind Mexican man told me about fifteen years ago. He said, "We don't give to the children, they can work. But, we do give to the elderly. If not for them we would not be here now". Actions speak louder then words. Thanks Matilda for the reminder and the lesson.