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The Miracle of $1.11

Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about her little brother, Andrew. All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment complex next month because Daddy didn’t have the money for the doctor bills and our house. Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like there was no-one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispered desperation, “Only a miracle can save him now.”

Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good.
Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
“And what do you want?” the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. “I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen in ages,” he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
“Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,” Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. “He’s really, really sick… and I want to buy a miracle.”
“I beg your pardon?” said the pharmacist.
“His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?”

"We don’t sell miracles here, little girl. I’m sorry but I can’t help you,” the pharmacist said, softening a little. “Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn’t enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.”
The pharmacist’s brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, “What kind of a miracle does you brother need?”
“I don’t know,” Tess replied with her eyes welling up. “I just know he’s really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can’t pay for it, so I want to use my money.”
“How much do you have?” asked the man from Chicago. “One dollar and eleven cents,” Tess answered barely audibly. “And it’s all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.
“Well, what a coincidence,” smiled the man. “A dollar and eleven cents – the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.” He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said, “Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let’s see if I have the kind of miracle you need.”
That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specialising in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn’t long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
“That surgery,” her Mom whispered. “was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?”
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost… one dollar and eleven cents … plus the faith of a little child.

-Claimed to be a true story
-Author Unknown

Princess Violet

Once upon a time, there was a princess named, Avonuelle. Her favorite thing in the world to do was pick 

the violets up from the field and hold them to her heart, because she loved them so much, and she wanted to 

keep their softness and their beauty close to her heart forever. One day, a man came knocking at her door 

and said, "Avonuelle! I have some news for you! The Dorwid prince has come to our kingdom, and he 

wants to make you his bride!" So happy, she leapt up from her seat and came to the door. "Where is he?" 

she cried. "He is right here." "I love you! Of course I will marry you!" But their was one thing she could not 

leave behind, and that was her collection of violets. From then on, the prince called her, "Violet," and they 

were married, and they lived happily ever after. The End.

Contribution Credits: https://www.facebook.com/karyn.e.ward

The hungry Fox

Once upon a time, there lived a Fox called Bart. He was very hungry, and was looking for something to eat.

No matter how hard he tried, Bart could not find food. Finally he went to the edge of the forest and

searched there for food. Suddenly he caught sight of a big tree with a hole in it.

Inside the hole was a package. The hungry fox immediately thought that there might be food in it, and he

became very happy. He jumped into the hole and when he opened the package, he saw there were a lot of

food, bread and fruit in it!

Bart happily began to eat. After the fox had finished eating, he felt thirsty and decided to leave the trunk

and drink some water from a nearby spring. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not get out of

the hole. Do you know why? Yes, Bart had eaten so much food that he became too big to fit through the

hole.

The fox was very sad and upset. He told himself, “I wish that I had thought a little before jumping into the

hole.” He promised himself that he will not be greedy from the next time.