In life, we’re often not treated equally. In school, at work, with friends, in relationships…
There will always be, the odd man out.
It is not often that there are others who give us a chance at life. Or that we get to meet someone who will provide a life changing decision for you. After all, some of us are broken from the get go. What are the chances that the people we meet along the way will actually treat us differently, fairly, or see us in a different light? There will come a day that you’ll find that one person who will accept you for who, and what you are. Broken and all. Because they too, have been there. And someone picked up the pieces for them too.
This short story will make you all understand what I mean.
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups, and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard.
As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a few tugs on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a young boy of about 7 years old.
“Sir,” he said. “I want to buy one of your puppies.”
“Well,” the farmer said, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, “these puppies come from fine parents and cost quite a good deal of money.”
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. “I have $2.30. Is that enough to take a look?”
“Sure!”, said the farmer. With that, he let out whistle. “Here Dolly!”, he called.
Out from the doghouse and down into the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.
The boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring in the doghouse.
Slowly, another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller.
Down the ramp it slid. Then in an awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up.
“I want that one!”, the boy said, while pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, “Son, you don’t want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would.”
With that, the boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. He revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg, attaching itself to a specially made shoe.
Looking back up at the farmer, he said, “You see sir, I don’t run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands.”
With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully, he handed it to the boy.
“How much?” asked the boy.
“No charge,” answered the farmer. “There’s no charge for love.”