In addition to this long prompt she has given us the usual 100 words and as many pictures as we like.
And now on to my contribution.....
Dialing for Dollars
Granny! I yelled as I ran up the steps and let the screen door slam behind me.
Slow down girl and ketch yer breath. She said
“Granny! My untied shoelace changed my life. As I leaned down to re-tie it, I kicked away a few leaves. When I turned my head slightly to look where the leaves had been, I was astonished to see a rubber-banded wad of hundred dollar bills nestled in a little indention in the muddy ground. Can ya believe it! I said with excitement.
“Give it here child.”
I reluctantly handed it to her.
“You can’t keep it child.”
“Girl, this kind of money was needed for something important. Someone worked long and hard to earn it. I bet they’re just sick over losing it! Do the right thing.”
She dialed the Sheriff, then handed me the phone.
Something like this happened to me when I was a child. I found a man's wallet at the end of our street and I ran home and gave it to my father. He called the man who's name was on the driver's license and he met us at the end of the street.
That man was so grateful he tried to give me $20. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up at my father and he told the man "She won't take it." I felt so ashamed in my heart for even thinking I deserved that man's money. I felt my face turn red, which probably made me look like Bozo the Clown! The man thanked me and shook my father's hand and left in his car.
My father walked me home and all he said to me was "You did the right thing and I hope you will do the right thing next time too."
I learned a good lesson that day. One I passed on to my daughter and I hope she passed on to her children!
Well now, I hope you'll do the right thing too and stop by and congratulate Jenny on her 100th centennial. You can get there by clicking here: off on my tangent
Thanks for stopping by!~Ames