The Pink Dress
There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone
passed by
her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn
pink
dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go
by. She
never tried to speak; she never said a word. Many people passed, but no
one
would stop.
The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if
the
little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very
spot as
she was yesterday, and still with the sad look in her eyes. Today I was
to make
my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a
park full
of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I
got
closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress was obscenely
shaped. I
figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to
help.
Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid, if you
make a
step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got even closer,
the little
girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I
approached her,
I could see the obscene shape of her back more clearly. She was
grotesquely
shaped in a humped-over form.
I smiled to let her know it was okay, I was there to help, to talk. I
sat
down beside her and opened with a simple hello. The little girl acted
shocked and
stammered a "hi," after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she
shyly
smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely
empty. I
asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me and
with a sad
face said, "Because I'm different." I immediately said, "That you are!"
and
smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know." "Little
girl," I
said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet innocent." She looked at me and
smiled.
Slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?" "Yes, you're like a
little
guardian angel sent to watch over all those people walking by." She
nodded her
head yes and smiled. With that she spread her wings and said, "I am.
I'm your
guardian angel," with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless, sure I
was seeing
things. She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself.
My job
here is done." I got to my feet and said, "Wait, so why did no one stop
to
help an angel?" She looked at me and smiled, "You're the only one that
could see
me," and then she was gone. And with that, my life was changed
dramatically.
So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always
watching over you.
~ Author Unknown ~
received this from an email
Risa
There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone
passed by
her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn
pink
dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go
by. She
never tried to speak; she never said a word. Many people passed, but no
one
would stop.
The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if
the
little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very
spot as
she was yesterday, and still with the sad look in her eyes. Today I was
to make
my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a
park full
of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I
got
closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress was obscenely
shaped. I
figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to
help.
Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid, if you
make a
step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got even closer,
the little
girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I
approached her,
I could see the obscene shape of her back more clearly. She was
grotesquely
shaped in a humped-over form.
I smiled to let her know it was okay, I was there to help, to talk. I
sat
down beside her and opened with a simple hello. The little girl acted
shocked and
stammered a "hi," after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she
shyly
smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely
empty. I
asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me and
with a sad
face said, "Because I'm different." I immediately said, "That you are!"
and
smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know." "Little
girl," I
said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet innocent." She looked at me and
smiled.
Slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?" "Yes, you're like a
little
guardian angel sent to watch over all those people walking by." She
nodded her
head yes and smiled. With that she spread her wings and said, "I am.
I'm your
guardian angel," with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless, sure I
was seeing
things. She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself.
My job
here is done." I got to my feet and said, "Wait, so why did no one stop
to
help an angel?" She looked at me and smiled, "You're the only one that
could see
me," and then she was gone. And with that, my life was changed
dramatically.
So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always
watching over you.
~ Author Unknown ~
received this from an email
Risa