# Little Pink Bus (Dessert for the soul)

Last Sunday at the high noon. I was visiting my friend Kien. He has a great family. A beautiful wife and 2 little pretty princess. The 1st one name Celine and the second one name Roseline (See her picture here ). His 1st daughter was about 8 years old and she used to call me “Xu Xu”. In Mandarin that’s mean uncle. That time, her little sister still on her grandma house. After a while I was surprised when she asked me to play with her. I could see and feel that she was so excited to show me her toy collections. Actually she never likes this before. Beside that her father is cleaning his favorite aquarium. So I agreed to take a little time with this little princes.

And this wise story began... Laughing and smiling while she taking out all her toys from a cabinet. I could feel she is so happy that time. She showed me lots of her toys. She took out a plenty of child books about animals. I think her parents are wise enough to buy her that thing. And then she continued with dolls and the other toys. But when she took out a little pink bus…., suddenly her face drop down and I heard she talk to herself “Oh... No... It is broken...” And then I pick up that little bus and try to see if I can fix it. I saw the little bus was broke and it cause by a or maybe two slams on it.

Then I started to ask her “Who broke it?” but inside I fully believed, it wasn’t her who broke it. Then I asked her again. “Did “Mei Mei” (younger sister in Mandarin) broke it?” Then she raise up her little face and saw me with scared eyes. And guess what she said? “Xu Xu, Don’t become angry. Forgive her... She doesn’t mean it. She is just a little girl and she doesn’t know how to take care a toy. Please don’t angry.”

I keep silent for a moment and keep looking at her innocent little face. I could feel something outstanding come inside my brain and my heart. A little girl who still about 8 years old could show an outstanding value like a wise old woman and I could feel something slapped my face (my heart actually). Then I put down that little broken bus. Change her focus with the other toys. But honestly inside me, I’m still absorbing her wise words. After that, her father had finished his work and it’s time for her to take a noon rest. She keeps back all her toys in the cabinet and seems forgot about that little pink bus. What a great value of wisdom from a little girl.

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Beautiful Pearls
Puppies for Sale
Life Throws A Brick At You