I was doing some last-minute Christmas shopping in a toy store and decided to look at Barbie dolls for my nieces. A nicely dressed little girl was excitedly looking through the Barbie dolls as well, with a roll of money clamped tightly in her little hand. When she came upon a Barbie she liked, she would turn and ask her father if she had enough money to buy it.
He usually said "yes," but she would keep looking and keep going
through their ritual of "do I have enough?" As she was looking, a
little boy wandered in across the aisle and started sorting through the Pokemon
toys. He was dressed neatly, but in clothes that were obviously rather worn,
and wearing a jacket that was probably a couple of sizes too small. He too had
money in his hand, but it looked to be no more than five dollars or so at the
most. He was with his father as well, and kept picking up the Pokemon video toys.
Each time he picked one up and looked at his father, his father shook his head,
The little girl had apparently chosen her Barbie, a beautifully dressed,
glamorous doll that would have been the envy of every little girl on the block.
However, she had stopped and was watching the interchange between the little
boy and his father. Rather dejectedly, the boy had given up on the video games
and had chosen what looked like a book of stickers instead. He and his father
then started walking through another aisle of the store.
The little girl put her Barbie back on the shelf, and ran over to the Pokemon
games. She excitedly picked up one that was lying on top of the other toys, and
raced toward the check-out, after speaking with her father. I picked up my
purchases and got in line behind them. Then, much to the little girl's obvious
delight, the little boy and his father got in line behind me.
After the toy was paid for and bagged, the little girl handed it back to the
cashier and whispered something in her ear. The cashier smiled and put the
package under the counter.
I paid for my purchases and was rearranging things in my purse when the little
boy came up to the cashier. The cashier rang up his purchases and then said,
"Congratulations, you are my hundredth customer today, and you win a
prize!" With that, she handed the little boy the Pokemon game, and he
could only stare in disbelief. It was, he said, exactly what he had wanted!
The little girl and her father had been standing at the doorway during all of
this, and I saw the biggest, prettiest, toothless grin on that little girl that
I have ever seen in my life. Then they walked out the door, and I followed
close behind them. As I walked back to my car in amazement over what I had just
witnessed, I heard the father ask his daughter why she had done that. I'll
never forget what she said to him.
"Daddy, didn't Nana and PawPaw want me to buy something that would make me
He said, "Of course they did, honey."
To which the little girl replied, "Well, I just did!"
With that, she giggled and started skipping toward their car. Her toothless
grin said it all. Apparently, she had decided on the answer to her own question
of, "Do I have enough?"
I feel very privileged to have witnessed the true spirit of Christmas in that
toy store, in the form of a little girl who understands more about the reason
for the season than most adults I know!
Written by Sharon Palmer
From Res Ipsa:
This story arrived in my email box via a list serve that I belong to. I have no idea who Sharon Palmer is nor could I ascertain for certain doing a web search how to contact her. I have republished this story without permission in the full form I received it in. If the author objects, I will remove the post. Given the large number of other places it is published on the web, I assume it is in the public domain.