Friday, October 8, 2010
GIVE A CHILD BAKED BEANS
Once upon a time (this is a true, sad story) there was a little girl (we'll call her "S") whose Daddy worked full-time, and her Mummy also worked full-time. However, the happy thing was that Mummy and Daddy and S (who was 6 years old), at the time of this story, all lived in the same house. Unfortunately, some time later that wasn't the case.
The normal family routine was: Daddy left for work early in the morning; S got up and had breakfast with her Mummy; Mummy took S to school; later in the day Mummy went to work.
At the end of the school day a friend of mine (let's call her "L") collected S, along with L's own girl and boy, from school. They all went to L's house and played till it was time for S's Daddy to come and pick her up.
S and her Daddy would have junk food for tea; S would fall asleep in front of the TV around 9 or 10 o'clock and her Daddy would carry her to bed.
This whole thing was very, very sad to me.
But it got even sadder.
One day when S's Daddy came to pick her up from L's house, L and her family were just about to sit down to their tea.
"Can I stay here for tea?" asked S.
"No." said her Daddy.
"Why? I want what they're having."
"Come on. We're having McDonalds," said the Daddy.
They left, and L felt very heartbroken.
What was L's family having that S wanted so badly?
Baked beans on toast.
L and her family didn't have a lot of money, but they had a lot of love and time for each other. Maybe it was the love and the time, not just baked beans that S wanted.
I often think of that story when we have baked beans on toast.
I thought of it the other day when we had a lovely home-laid egg and baked beans on toast, so I took a picture to show the world, and encourage everyone to give lots of love and time to our children.