KAYLA, CHARMANDER AND ME
My parents taught me early…it was built into our lifestyle
to never miss an opportunity to speak with kindness
bring joy to another person…or make a child smile.
A while ago I ran across a stuffed Charmander at a neighborhood garage sale
For those of you who don’t know :
Charmander is an orange Pokemon lizard with a fire at the end of his tail.
Don’t feel bad…I didn’t know either….I didn’t know who Charmander was or what his tail is for.
I only thought that orange stuffed lizard would look good in the Children’s section of our store.
I found him a spot high on the shelf…where he could watch the children read and play.
And that is where he sat…that is…until yesterday.
When Kayla, a little girl, burst into the store…with her grandparents close on her tail.
and asked, her eyes wide with anticipation…if Charmander was for sale.
I asked her who Charmander was…remember I was totally unaware…
She pointed…saying it’s the orange Pokemon lizard…on the bookcase…over there.
Her Grandma said Kayla loves Pokemon…lives for Pokemon
Which is what brought her to this place.
I could see the hopefulness in her eyes match the excitement on her face.
I told her he wasn’t for sale…but he is tired of sitting on our shelf…
and it’s time for him to roam…
I told her we’ve been waiting for just the right person…to give that lizard a home.
So Kayla got her Charmander….I got a big hug…and here I must reveal
I’m not sure of the two of us…which one…got the better deal.
I imagine my parents knew when you bring even one child joy
when you make her smile
with a gift as simple as an old orange lizard on the shelf…
you cannot help but feel her joy…
you cannot help but smile yourself.
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