short inspirational stories
just want to share these short inspirational stories that i wrote
LOST AND FOUND
It was early in the morning, Mari a 7 year-old orphaned girl, was already busy rummaging through the trash cans of a nearby town. Her wooden pushcart, which also served as her portable house, was already half-full of recyclable items which she intended to sell later to a nearby junkshop.
Everyday she wandered from town to town pushing her wooden pushcart as far as her little feet could carry her. Mari’s dress was made of different torn clothes childishly sewn together by her little hands. Because of Mari’s daily routine, her worn-out dress was always covered with smudges of dirt. Contrary to her lifestyle Mari grew up with a cheerful and well-mannered attitude. She always wore a smile and greeted everyone she met along the way.
One Sunday morning, as she was counting the little money she earned from selling her junk, she thought to herself happily “With these few cents, I can buy myself some warm bread.”
Mari had not eaten a decent meal for the past few days had only eaten a few portions of her left over bread which she was saving in her wooden pushcart.
“Oh! Thank you so much sir for these two warm loaves” said Mari as she bid farewell to the baker.
Mari delightfully held the warm bread to her hands and smelled the freshly baked aroma's which made her tummy rumble reminding her of her starving state. As she was going to take a bite into the lovely warm bread, she noticed people entering a nearby church.
“Oops! I almost forgot! Today is Sunday! I’m going to share my earnings with Jesus” Mari said as she searched her pocket only to find out that it was totally empty.
“Aw, shoot! I’ve already spent all my earnings on these two loaves” Mari said glumly.
“Perhaps Jesus wouldn’t mind me sharing the warm bread instead” Mari thought happily.
Mari immediately went to the nearby church pushing her wooden pushcart. On her way, she saw an old beggar outside and approached him.
“A beautiful day to you sir!” said Mari showing all her teeth with a big smile.
“A beautiful day to you too young lady!” said the old beggar replying her with a warm smile.
“Sir you can have my other warm bread if you would like it! I guess you also haven’t eaten anything just like me” said Mari handing her other warm loaf to the old beggar.
“Oh! How kind of you young lady to give me some of your warm bread. Will you eat with me?” proposed the old beggar.
“I would love to, but first I’m going to share this other warm bread with Jesus” said Mari.
“But, you said you haven’t eaten anything and you still want to give your only bread to Jesus?” said the old-beggar.
“I’ll just have to search again for items that I could sell, I guess my tummy can wait a little longer” said Mari as she held her tummy smiling at the old-beggar.
The old-beggar was moved on how Mari responded to him and gave Mari a warm hug.
“You are so kind” said the old-beggar.
As she was about to enter the church, a middle-aged man stopped her and said sternly “You can’t enter this church, beggars are not allowed inside.”
“But I’m not a beggar sir, I just want to share this bread with my friend” protested Mari as she held the warm bread to the man.
The people inside the church overheard their conversation and began to whisper to each other. Some people cast Mari a disgusted look while others laughed at her.
“Please sir, let me share this bread” begs Mari to the man.
But the middle-aged man suddenly slapped Mari’s hand and pushed her outside the church causing her and the freshly baked bread to fall to the ground.
“You are not welcome here, look at you, you’re covered with dirt” said the middle-aged man grumpily and caused the people inside the church to laugh even louder at her.
Mari’s eyes started to fill with tears which began to roll down her cheeks. Her only warm bread was now lying in the cold ground. Mari started to sob silently and as she was about to reach for her bread on the ground, a hand reached for it first and gave it to Mari. As Mari held her gaze to whom the hand belonged, she saw the old beggar smiling at her and put his other left hand to her eyes drying her tears.
“Why are you crying my dear child?” asked the old beggar.
“They won’t let me in” sobbed Mari.
“Come with me” said the old beggar offering his hand to Mari.
Mari stood up and held the old beggar’s hand and they went inside the church. The people were surprised by their impulsive action. The old beggar and Mari with her head bowed down to the floor of the church stood in front of the surprised congregation
“I am the new pastor in this church" the beggar said in a loud voice so that everyone could hear," and I disguised myself to see who are truly living with our Lord’s teachings” announced the old beggar who stood in front of them all with little Mari at his side.
The people were even more surprised at what the old beggar announced and lay silent with their heads bowed embarrassed by their ill-mannered behavior.
Mari was also surprised to learn that the old-beggar was indeed the new pastor in the church and looked at him towering above her with a face still wet from her tears . The pastor just smiled at her lovingly and said “You have taught us a very important lesson young lady”.
“Do you know to whom this little girl’s bread is for?” asked the pastor to the people.
“She’s going to give her only bread to her friend, Jesus. A gift more valuable than any that will be made today as it is all she has and she gives it freely and lovingly.” said the pastor smiling to the people."There are many lessons to learn today .I want you to think about what they might be."
Tears started to well in the people’s eyes and one-by-one, they approached Mari and apologized to her sincerely and hugged her. Mari, with her tear stained face, smiled at them warmly.
The pastor bent down to Mari and hugged her and said “You were once lost, but now you are found. From now on, this will be your true home and hopefully you will never be hungry again.”.
“The Necklace of Happiness”
The mild warmth of the early morning sun’ rays together with the cool ocean breeze greeted Mrs. Stephenson as she opened the window of her room. Her house was located near the sea and their terrace was frequently visited by many species of local birds, but in the early summer came a variety of migratory birds from the north who came to nest and feed on the abundance of food in their region.
It had been a month since her daughter Natalie had died of bone cancer and although her loss was still very painful she could not help remembering memories of the happiness her daughter had given her. On this occasion she recalled the times when Natalie used to feed the birds with corn and seeds. She often sang a melodious childish tune with the birds and it now played in her head.She also recalled their many walks together along the seashore picking up pebbles and seashells on their way.
Mrs. Stephenson's mind drifted back to the previous December. It was cold with strong winds sweeping across the sea from the northwest bring with it icy showers from the low grey clouds. But on that day Natalie, despite her condition, was still as energetic as ever, full of smiles and a very loving daughter. Mrs. Stephenson often asked Natalie how she managed to always be happy and she replied “Daddy is always watching over us and praying for us from above.” She pointed her hands towards the sky and Mrs. Stephenson held Natalie tightly in her arms and said “Yes honey!. You’re right and your daddy doesn’t want us to be sad. He would wish us to be strong at all times”. Already a widow these two years past she realized that she did not have much time left with Natalie before the crippling cancer would claim her just as it had done with her husband. The empty loneliness that would follow for her would be dealt with then but for now she must do everything she could to help Natalie live her remaining days filled with happy thoughts and lots of warm smiles.
Mrs. Stephenson recalled the day when she herself had been sick with a nasty virus and Natalie nursed her for two days.
“Natalie, Honey, don’t force yourself too much. Okay? I’m going to be fine in a few days no worries okay?” Mrs. Stephenson said to her daughter.
“But mama, I love you, and I don’t want you to be sick. I am already 7 years old and besides when I grow up I want to be a nurse or a doctor so that I could take better care of you mama” Natalie said with a wide and a warm smile on her face.
“Natalie, you’ve been a good daughter and I don’t want you to leave me. I love you very dearly” Mrs. Stephenson couldn’t hold back the tears in her eyes as she held Natalie in her arms.
“Mama don’t cry, I will never leave you and I will always be here for you” Natalie said to her mother smiling.
“When you grow up, I’m sure you’re going to be a good nurse or a good doctor, you have a very compassionate heart and I am very proud of my little Natalie”.
“Hmnnn…??? Mama your birthday is in January right? I’m going to surprise you wait and see. There’s something that I made just for you mama” she said and smilingly kissed Mrs. Stephenson on her cheek.
Every time Mrs. Stephenson was sad, Natalie always gave her a seashell.
“It’s my gift to you mama, I call it a “shell of happiness” as Natalie gave the seashell to her mother.
“Shell of happiness? HA HA Ha!!!!” now you made me smile Natalie. Why do you call it that? Is there something special about it? Mrs. Stephenson asked
“Its simple mama, every time I’m happy I pick up a seashell and put a prayer on it that whosoever holds this shell of happiness will always be happy” as Natalie joyfully told her mom.
Then one day Natalie suddenly deteriorated and her doctor told Mrs. Stephenson that she might have only a few days to live. Mrs. Stephenson knew that someday it would come to this point but did not expect the final onset to be so sudden. Natalie had only recently been making plans for her mother's upcoming birthday. As she gazed on Natalie who was asleep she couldn’t bear to see her daughter’s deteriorating condition. Her reddish cheeks had now turned pale and she had suddenly become so thin.
Mrs. Stephenson kneeling by her daughters side couldn’t hold back the mists that clouded her vision or the sadness in her heart. The mist turned to tears and ran unstoppably down her cheeks. Then she noticed a hand drying her tears. It was Natalie’s hand.
“Mama don’t be sad I’m going to be fine. No worries okay? Besides I do have a promise to you remember?” as Natalie tries to comfort her mother.
“Oh Natalie…I love you so much. I don’t care if you keep your promise or not as long as you’re with me, I couldn’t ask for more.”
“I love you too mama, honestly. I am very afraid, my body aches all over …don’t leave me mama” Natalie’s voice tweaks and tiny tears flowed from her eyes.
Natalie slipped in and out of consciousness during the next couple of days. The doctor wanted her to go to hospital but finally admitted there was little they could do except reduce her pain and agreed that perhaps she would be best left to her mother's care. On rare occasions Natalie would open her eyes and manage a faint smile for her mother but she was now too weak to utter a word. On the last occasion she opened her eyes and mouthed to her mother "I love you Mommy." and then she was gone and her suffering was no more.
A short time after Natalie had passed away Mrs. Stephenson went to Natalie’s room and in the course of putting some things away came across a small box wrapped in a drawing of seashells that Natalie had done with the words "Seashells of smiles" written on it.
As she held the box in her hands she noticed a written note besides the box and then she remembered that today was her birthday. With all that had happened recently she had completely forgotten. She opened the note.
To my dearest mama,
I wrote this letter the day I said I am going to surprise you on your birthday. I also made something for you mama for you to be as happy as I am.
I am sad every time you are sad and I don’t want you to be sad because I love you so so so so so so so much.
If you’re going to count my love to you mama try to count the seashells in the ocean mama, that’s how many times I love you. hahaha ^_^.
Hope you like my surprise to you mama.
As soon as Mrs. Stephenson finished reading Natalie’s note, she held it in close to her heart as if she’s holding Natalie in her arms . Then she slowly opened Natalie’s gift and found a beautiful necklace made up of “shells of happiness” woven together. Natalie would always be with her whenever she wore it.
hope you like them. I'll be posting more of the stories that i wrote next time. God Bless
Last edited by shadowghost; 10th Jul 2012 at 22:31.
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thank you... Post ko ulit some of the short inspirational stories that I wrote. Hope you like them
The Birthday Gift
There were only a few days before her mother’s birthday. She had been waiting for some time for this special day to come. Sophie, a 9 year old girl, made a promise to her mother one day. “Mommy on your birthday, I am going to give you a special gift, I promise” Sophie said with a smile on her face. Her mother knew that they could not afford to buy new things of any description as her salary was just enough for their daily living and wondered what her little daughter had in mind.
Everyday her mother gave her a cent as her daily school allowance. And everyday after school, Sophie saved the coin and put it in her treasure house, a little piggy bank. “I am going to buy mommy a new dress on her birthday” Sophie said to herself. Every day after school, Sophie would go to a nearby shop and gaze at the elegant dress displayed in the window. “Mommy will surely like this one; she will be even more beautiful with such a fine dress.” She giggled as she imagined her mother in a new dress such as this one decorated with pink flowers.
One day, her mother got sick. Despite Sophie’s age, she took good care of her mother as best she could doing all the daily chores and cooking simple meals to help keep her mother strong. She didn’t go to her school and she knew that they would not have enough money left for another day. The only money remaining in the house was under the bed in Sophie's room in her piggy bank ,containing all her hard earned cents that was to be for her mother's birthday present. She looked at the shiny pink piggy for a moment with tears welling in her eyes until she was certain of what she must do, and then smashed it on the floor. Gathering all her savings she went out and bought much needed medicines and food for her beloved mother.
Early morning, the next day, Sophie’s mother woke up and she noticed her daughter sitting on a chair besides her bed sleeping. A tear welled up in her eyes as she held Sophie in her arms. She knew that Sophie had been caring for her the past few days and her little beloved daughter was exhausted sleeping beside her. Sophie slowly opened her eyes and saw her mother with tears in her eyes smiling down at her. “Mommy I am so sorry I did not keep my promise to you. I wanted to buy you a new dress for your birthday. It was such a pretty dress with lovely flowers on and you would have looked so special in it.” Sophie said to her mother with a sobbing voice.
Her mother saw her daughter’s treasure, her little piggy bank that had been a birthday gift to Sophie when she was 7 year old. It was totally broken to pieces. “You did not break your promise Sophie, this is the most valuable gift that I have ever received. I will treasure it for the rest of my life” as she hugged Sophie firmly in her arms crying. Sophie did not understand her mother’s words so she asked her mother “What is it mommy?” Her mother replied “your love my dear Sophie, your love.”
It was an early spring morning. Jim, a 7 year old who was blind and mute, was all alone playing on the front lawn of his house. Sadly, because of his disabilities children of his own age laughed and ridiculed him calling him names and making faces at him. More often than not he ended up crying. Being unable to talk Jim did not have any way to communicate with them and as a result of these unpleasant experiences he preferred to be alone to avoid their harsh words and gestures.
Jim however had a special gift, he was blessed with an above average I.Q. His parents were completely unaware that their young son, living in his world of silence, had the ability to see and retain anything that took his interest, and his mental appetite, which was very varied, eagerly absorbed facts from subjects most boys of his age would find boring involving geography, astrology, history, science, sports, music and cultures.
One day, when he was sitting on their front porch, a preacher came to their house and said to him warmly “a pleasant morning to you son”.
Jim just smiled at him and bowed his head as his sign of greeting then his mother came out and explained everything to the preacher about Jim. The preacher suddenly felt empathy towards Jim and everyday, he visited Jim teaching him how to “read” and “speak” in his own way. He taught him how to “read” by explaining the Braille system and how to “speak” by using the Morse code.
Because of Jim’s intellectual capacity, he became adept at deciphering the codes of Braille and Morse code system. Everyday the preacher brought books that have Braille indentations on them and Jim read every single book that his new friend brought which opened up a whole new world for him. Now they were able to also “speak” to each other by tapping their fingers on the table using the Morse code and young Jim always had many questions for the Preacher.
As time passed Jim and the preacher became good friends. They usually went up the hill at the back of Jim’s house and on that hill where there was a big Mango tree where there was good shade from the days heat and often a cooling breeze.. Under that big tree, they spent their time “reading” books and “speaking” to each other. Jim’s once gloomy and dull world, turned into a colorful and bright one full of wondrous things.
In his reading of different kinds of books Jim often fantasized that he was a renowned archeologist discovering lost artifacts and civilizations such as the famed Atlantis that Plato, a great philosopher, once mentioned in his works or he was a great musician like Beethoven, who, despite his deafness, composed magnificent music and later on became the greatest composer of all time. He also dreamed that he was a great physicist, discovering the boundaries of the universe, or proving that other universe's do exist instead of just the one that Earth is part of, or even the famed black hole, discovering its ability to “warp” you into the other side of the universe or into the parallel dimension. Jim’s often dreamed of great things beyond the limit of imagination. He often asked the preacher if he too, can be like one of those great people who inspire and change the world. The preacher always told him the same passage from the bible “John 14:1” and tapped it on Jim’s hand. Jim would decipher it using the Morse code and tapped the word “thank you” on the preacher’s hand as his reply.
The preacher often asked what was Jim’s dream to which he often replied by tapping into the preacher’s hand the coded message “To inspire other people” and the preacher with an understanding look on his face would smile back nodding his head full of admiration for this remarkable young boy who had such an appetite to learn.
One day, Jim’s family moved to a distant city and Jim was enrolled into a special school for children who have disabilities. Jim finally found what his heart was longing for, an oasis, that served as a refuge to those “special people” like him. He became good friends with all the children in that school and he also taught them the Braille and the Morse code.
After 20 years had passed Jim founded an international charitable institution that aimed to help “special people” from all over the world. He travelled often from one country to another giving inspirational talks and motivations to “special people” and he is now blessed by good friends around the world.
One afternoon, as he was pondering at his office, Jim remembered the kind preacher to whom he owed all his achievements and he decided to make a visit to their old house and the hill where all his dreams began, hoping that he could meet the preacher and thank him for all the wonderful blessings that he had given to him.
As he was sitting under the big Mango tree, memories flashed back in his head. He remembered when he was still a boy, a boy who was alone without any means of light in his dark world. Just like a sheep that lost his shepherd. He remembered the ridicule and humiliation by the local children and the pain and isolation he had endured until he met an unexpected stranger. A stranger who changed his life forever, who gave him an unquenchable fire that burns radiantly and gave light to his dark world.
As time passed by, Jim knew that his good friend was no longer coming to meet him and somewhere, out there, the Preacher was helping other “special children” just like the day when he first met him. When he stood, he raised his right hand and caressed the trunk of the tree. The big tree that had been a witness to his childhood memories and as he caressed the trunk of the tree, he felt something. Tears slowly flowed into his eyes. His good friend had carved a Braille message into the trunk of the tree. The message was “John 14:1” and with teary eyes, he slowly tapped a Morse code message “Thank you” on that message as if he was tapping his good friend’s hand.
Note: I did not include the meaning of the passage because I want you to open your bible and look for the beautiful passage yourself that changed Jim’s life, and, perhaps, it may also change your life for the better.
Last edited by shadowghost; 10th Jul 2012 at 22:41.
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i did open my bible..
sa phone ko lang naman eh..
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ts, pwede bang happy stories na inspirational?
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A happy story? hmnnnnn let's see... There was a story that i wrote titled "How Much Does A Love Cost" but i don't know if it falls under the theme "happy short inspirational story". Well, anyway, i'll be glad to post it here and judge it for yourselves na lang Happy reading.
How Much Does a Love Cost?
“You’re quite lively today?” said a gentleman to Yanni.
“Yes Sir! Because it’s my grandma’s birthday today” said Yanni in a lively voice that was busy polishing the gentleman’s shoe. Yanni, a 6 year old orphan girl, who was adopted by a kind hearted old woman, was a cheerful and diligent little girl. Yanni and her grandma lived in a small shack at the end of the town. Yanni got up every early morning and put on her tattered clothes and went to town carrying her shoe polishing box to help her beloved grandma in their daily expenses.
Yanni’s been thinking hard about what her grandma told her the other day about what she desired most. Every time Yanni asked her grandma on what she desired most, her grandma gives her usual reply to her with a smile on her wrinkled face “I want love” which gives Yanni pondering all day on what her grandma had just told her.
“Could you send my best wishes to your grandma?” said the gentleman, interrupting Yanni’s wandering thoughts.
Yanni was startled by the gentleman and hurriedly polished the shoe she was polishing as fast and as clean as she could, double checking the shoe to make sure she didn’t missed any unclean spot on the shoe.
“How kind of you Sir to send your best wishes to my grandma” said Yanni politely.
The gentleman just smiled at her and gave her twice the amount of her service.
“Sir, I believed you gave me more than what I worked for” said Yanni returning the extra money to the gentleman.
“You really are a good girl” said the gentleman still smiling at Yanni. “That’s your reward and for you to buy your grandma some treats”.
“Oh, thank you so much Sir!” said Yanni.
“Good day!” said the gentleman and walked away to the busy street.
Then Yanni got up to her feet and immediately count the money she earned that day.
“That’s enough for this day” said Yanni. “Now I’m going to surprise grandma and buy her a present.”
Then Yanni paused for a moment and said to herself “Where am I going to buy love?” and gives a depressed sighed. Then her eyes widened and smiled “Maybe I’ll just have to look and ask for the store owners if they are selling love” said Yanni optimistically.
She first went to a nearby bakery and as she went inside the bakery, she could smell the freshly baked cookies and pastries which give her stomach to rumble as if complaining to her that she hadn’t had any breakfast that morning.
“My stomach can wait” said Yanni to herself patting her stomach with her right arm. “But my gift to my grandma can’t wait.”
“How do you do?” said Yanni as she gives a courtesy to the baker.
The baker smiled at her warmly and said “I’m quite fine thank you. How may I help you?”
Yanni told the baker that her grandma was having her birthday on that day and she would like to buy her what her grandma desired most.
“And what is your grandma desired most?” asked the baker.
“Love” replied Yanni instantly.
“Love?” said the baker as he raised one of his eyebrows, and immediately understood what her grandma means.
“You came to the right place my dear” said the baker and guided Yanni to the aisles of freshly baked cookies and pastries.
“How much does a love cost?” asked Yanni.
“It’s free!” said the baker with his joyful tone.
“Free?” said Yanni in puzzled voice.
“Yes it’s free” said the baker. “I have here a very special croissants and muffins. And do you know what I called them?” said the baker as he showed the basket full of freshly baked croissants and muffins to Yanni.
“No Sir” said Yanni shaking her head.
“They are love” said the baker as he put them in a paper bag and gave it to Yanni.
“Oh!” gasped Yanni in her surprised voice. “Oh, thank you so much Sir! I’m sure grandma will be surprised” said Yanni smiling to the baker.
Then Yanni bids farewell to the kind baker and walked out the bakery holding the paper bag filled with freshly baked croissants and muffins.
As Yanni walked along the street with the paper bag filled with freshly baked pastries on her left arm, and her shoe polishing box on her right arm, she came to a fruit store. The fruit store was filled with an array of fruits to choose from: bananas, apples, peaches, oranges, grapes, watermelons etc.
Yanni went inside the fruit store and gives a courtesy to the old man and told him that her grandma was having her birthday on that day and was looking for “love” as her gift to her grandma.
“Love?” said the old man and just like the baker, he immediately knew what her grandma really means. “You came to the right place my dear” said the old man welcoming her enthusiastically.
“How much does a love cost?” asked Yanni.
And just like the baker, the old man said to Yanni with a warm smile “it’s free!” and chose the most splendid fruits and gave it to Yanni and said “these are love”.
“Oh thank you so much Sir” said Yanni showing all her teeth to the old man.
Soon afterwards, Yanni went straight to their old shack where her grandma was patiently waiting for her lying on her bed. Yanni held the breads and the fruits behind her back and said to her grandma “grandma, I have a wonderful surprise for you.”
“What is it dear?” said her grandma.
“I have found the love you’ve been looking for” said Yanni. “And I got them for free” as she showed the freshly baked croissants and muffins and the fruits to her grandma.
“Happy birthday grandma, I hope you like them” said Yanni as she wrapped her arms around her grandma’s waist.
Her grandma smiled at her and tears started to form in her eyes. She hugged Yanni and kissed her on her cheek and said “Oh! Thank you so much dear for these wonderful gifts.”
“The baker said that these are love” said Yanni pointing to the freshly baked croissants and muffins. “And also the fruit seller said that these are also love” said Yanni pointing to the fruits.
“And they both said that love is free” Yanni continued.
“Love is actually not these actual things you brought” said her grandma.
“I thought these are love” said Yanni glumly, thinking that she didn’t really brought love.
“They are the result of love” said her grandma stroking Yanni’s hair.
“Result of love?” Yanni raised her head and look intently on her grandma.
“Because love is something you show to people to show how much you like them and love is priceless” explained her grandma.
“Why did the baker and the fruit vendor gave these for free?” asked Yanni.
“Because you showed them love and they gave you these wonderful gifts in return. Love can’t be bought because it is free for everyone. I once told you that what I desired most is love because I don’t want you to change Yanni” said her grandma.
“Change?” said Yanni.
“Because you’ve grown to be a very lovely girl, with good manners and I’m always happy to see you. I’m afraid as time passes, you’ll soon find me worthless lying here in my bed and you’ll look for another home.” Said Yanni’s grandma and tears started to roll her old eyes.
Yanni shook her head and hugged her little arms tightly on her grandma’s waist. “I would never do that grandma because you’re the only person who cared for me when I was still wandering all by myself in the cold streets. You gave me a warm place to stay and raised me like your own granddaughter” said Yanni as tears welled in her eyes. “And now, it’s my turn to show you how much I love you grandma” said Yanni.
“I love you!!!
Well i guess it's a combination of themes
Thank you po sa mga nagbabasa nitong mga original compositions ko. God bless and keep on smilin
Last edited by shadowghost; 10th Jul 2012 at 22:47.
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Hello blessed day to all. I'll be posting again this short inspirational story that I wrote titled "Paw Prints in the Sand". If you're familiar with the poem "Footprints in the Sand", I made my own version of that poem. Hope you like it
“Paw Prints in the Sand”
It was early summer morning, Luz, a 7 year old girl with a curly shoulder-line brown hair, with green sparkling eyes, was busy rummaging in her closet, preparing her beach items, a pink plastic pail and a plastic shovel. Luz favorite hobby was collecting sea-shells and making different items out of them. Their house was located near the beach and every early morning, she went out with her pail and shovel to the seashore to gather different kinds of sea-shells and put them in her pink plastic pail. She wore a brightly orange-colored sleeveless t-shirt and pink tennis short that matched her cheerful personality.
“I’m going to collect lots of different kinds of sea-shells today” said Luz enthusiastically to her mom.
“And what will you going to make this time dear?” said Luz mom smiling at her.
“I’m going to make a sea-shell wind chime and put it outside my window” said Luz with a wide smile on her face, showing all her teeth.
“Oh! That’s wonderful dear!” said Luz mom returning her a warm smile. “Just don’t go too far okay?”
“Yes mom” said Luz waving to her mother.
As she walked on the sandy beach, she carefully scanned the white sand for sea-shells, clutching her pail to her left arm and her plastic shovel on her right. As she continued to search for more sea-shells, she noticed paw prints in the white sand, and, lifting her head, her eyes followed the trail to a nearby coconut tree a few feet away. As she focused her eyes on the tree, something moved behind it.
“Huh?” gasped Luz. Her heart suddenly beats faster and louder, she could hear her heart pounding rapidly in her chest.
“Hello there!!!” shouted Luz at the coconut tree. “Please answer me” she continued cautiously.
Then finally, she couldn’t wait any longer and she decided to take a peek behind the tree.
As she slowly tip-toed to the coconut tree, she held her breath and slowly pokes her head behind the tree and surprised to what she had seen. An old abandoned, huge, black Labrador retriever lying weakly behind the tree.
“Poor dog” said Luz glumly staring at the dog. As Luz slowly approached the dog with a friendly smile, trying not to scare the dog, the dog saw Luz warm smile and tried to lift his head and wagged his fluffy tail as if pleased to see Luz warmly smiling at him, but, the poor dog is too weak to lift it’s head, instead, he just wagged it’s tail slowly and suddenly stopped and closed his eyes.
“Oh no!” wailed Luz as she stared at the dog lying motionless behind the tree.
“I’m going to get help!” said Luz running frantically towards their house.
After a few minutes, her father took the old dog to their house and examined him carefully.
“Don’t worry dear, he’s going to be alright” said her father soothingly.
“Probably his owner doesn’t want him anymore and abandoned him there” he continued glumly.
“Poor dog” said Luz as she looked at the dog lying weakly.
“I’m going to call the pound and maybe they might put him into a better place to stay” said Luz father as he walked towards the phone.
“No daddy! I want to keep him! I want to take good care of him. Please! Please! Please!” pleaded Luz as she puts her arm around his father’s waist.
“Why do you want to keep him? His already old and weak?” asked her father.
“I want to have a new friend” said Luz raising her head to his father.
“Okay…but promise me you’ll take good care of him okay?” said Luz’s father.
“Yaaaay! Promise! I will!” said Luz happily as she crossed her heart making a sign of promise to her father.
“I’m going to name him Snibbles, or Droopey, or Fluffy, or Bubbles…” said Luz as she figures to make new dog names closing her eyes raising her right hand to her head thinking hard.
“It’s Snibbles” said Luz finally with a wide smile. “It suit’s him well with that name”
“That’s a nice name dear” said Luz’s father patting Luz head.
On that day, her father made a doghouse outside her window.
Luz father bought a collar that has a name “Snibbles” engraved into the pendant.
Everyday, Luz see to it that Snibbles gets plenty of water, dog food, and she always bathed him and brushed her fluffy black hair. And every morning, she attached a leash to Snibbles collar and together, they walked along the shoreline picking up shells. Bubbles and Luz became good friends. Luz bought a new plastic blue pail and gave it to Snibbles. Snibbles is a smart dog. Snibbles hold the plastic pail on his jaw and he also picked sea-shells and put them on his blue plastic pail. Luz always pat Snibbles head and smiles at him and Snibbles always stood on his hind legs and wagged his fluffy tail as his reply. Whenever Luz felt sad or depressed, Snibbles always put his right paw on Luz hand, tilted his head, sticking out his tongue, and makes a funny face that makes Luz laugh.
“You know what Snibbles, I’m going to make you a present. I’m going to make you a sea-shell necklace” said Luz smiling.
Snibbles tilted his head as if listening to Luz and wagged his fluffy tail.
Day’s had passed and Snibbles became healthy again. Despite of his old age, he can run and jump equally to Luz whenever they went outside playing.
Finally, Luz finished making the new necklace made of sea-shells and carefully put it around Snibbles neck.
“You look great Snibbles” said Luz and hugged Snibbles.
Snibbles lick Luz face with his warm, sticky tongue to show his gratitude.
“Ow! Yuck! Don’t lick me like that Snibbles” shoving Snibbles head away from her face smiling.
One day, her father, Luz and Snibbles went to a boat ride. Her father rented a small fishing boat and offered Luz and Snibbles a boat ride which sends Luz jumping for joy.
As the boat swam over the clear blue water, Luz and Snibbles excitedly leaned at the side of the boat, watching colorful school of fish swam across. Suddenly, without any warning, a huge roaring wave came and hit their boat making it toppled over the water upside-down. Luz father hits his shoulder roughly on the wooden platform of the fishing boat, giving him a hard time swimming properly while Luz was safely and frantically holding onto the side of upside-down fishing boat. As Luz’s father struggled I the water, his hands desperately looking for something to hold on to, but the waves pushed him away from the upside-down boat. Suddenly, he felt something pulling him towards the boat. As Luz’s father opened his eyes, he saw Snibbles pulling his shirt. Snibbles pulled luz’s father towards Luz which is holding tightly on the side of the toppled boat.
“Are you alright dad?” said Luz nervously looking at her father.
“I hit my shoulder at the boat, but I’m fine, no worries” said Luz father as he tried to cover the pain with a force smile.
Luz knew that her father was in no shape to swim to the shore which is only a few yards away from the sea-shore and she also can’t swim that far enough. As she was thinking, Snibbles came to them and tugging Luz’s arms as if trying to say “get on my back” which Luz and his father suddenly realized what Snibbles was trying to say.
“Of course!” Lucy’s father exclaimed.
“Of course?” repeated Luz in her inquisitive tone.
“Snibbles is a Labrador Retriever, and Labs are good swimmers” pointed Luz father.
“You go on ahead Luz, hold on tightly to Snibbles back, he’ll swim you towards the shore” said Luz father.
“How about you dad?” said Luz worriedly.
“I’m going to be fine Luz, as soon as you get to the shore, go get help”
“Go” said Luz father sternly interrupting her.
Luz didn’t waste any more time, she hurried herself and wrapped her arms to Snibbles back and Snibbles swiftly swam towards the shore. As they landed to the shore, Luz immediately got to her feet, and as she turned her back to make Snibbles accompany her to go get help, Snibbles just stared at her for a long time and wagged his tail and barked three times as if saying “Thank you Luz” and turned his back on Luz towards her father. Luz just stood there, feeling uneasy for seeing Snibbles behavior, as if something dreadful is going to happen.
Meanwhile, Luz’s father starting to loose grip on the boat. His body ached and drained his strength. As he slipped his grabbed on the boat, Snibbles caught him in time and Luz’s dad lay unconscious on Snibbles back.
As Snibbles swam towards the shore, Luz held her breath praying for their safety. Finally, Snibbles managed to pull Luz’s father to the shore and as he dropped her father, Luz father started to regained his consciousness and saw Luz crying at him.
“I’m alright honey” said Luz father weakly and hugged her.
“I’m glad you’re alright dad” said Luz sobbing.
Finally she remembered Snibbles. Snibbles who saved their lives. I’m going to hug him and make a new beautiful sea-shell necklace for him” thought Luz smiling as she lowered her arms from her father. Her father also remembered that Snibbles was the big hero. His going to make a bigger dog house for him he thought smiling as he and Luz searched for Snibbles.
They both gasped to what they saw. They saw Snibbles lying on the sea-shore. His lower body was still at the water, and his eyes were closed.
“Snibbles!!!” cried Luz running as fast as her little legs could.
“Hang in there Snibbles, I’m right here” said Luz as tears rolled down her cheeks. Then Snibbles slowly raised his front paw towards Luz hand and slowly opened his eyes, for the last time, Snibbles wanted to see Luz, who gave him new meaning to his life and a loving family. Then Snibbles gathered all his remaining strength of his body and tilted his head, stuck out his tongue and wagged his fluffy tail as if trying to comfort Luz, and finally, his eyes closed.
Luz hugged Snibbles tightly on her chest sobbing and said “Thank you so much Snibbles, for the time well spent”.
Last edited by shadowghost; 10th Jul 2012 at 22:51.
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Re: short inspirational stories
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