This morning I told some of my grandchildren how I got so
tall. Although I made it up as I went
along, my story had their undivided attention.
So here is my story.
I had a mama named Naia.
When I was a very young boy, she would wake me up for school. I would always jump right out of bed with a
smile on my face and say “I wish you had awakened me earlier” -because I am so
excited about getting to school.”
I noticed I started to get taller.
When she served breakfast every morning, I would always eat everything
on my plate and tell her the meal was perfect and I would thank her for cooking
my breakfast.
I noticed I was getting taller.
As I got older, she told me to be in before the street
lights came on. I would always get home
earlier than that and she never had to worry about where I was.
I kept getting taller.
I was always extremely thankful for everything my Mama did
for me and told her every single day how grateful I was for all she did for me.
And I kept getting taller.
I made my bed every morning and always enjoyed doing it –
even before my mama asked me to do it.
And I always kept my room very clean and never left clothes lying
around.
I kept getting taller.
I was always perfectly obedient. Whatever my mama asked me to do, it did it
with a smile on my face.
And I kept getting taller.
In fact, one day I looked in the mirror and noticed I was looking at my
chest. I had outgrown my mirror.
I finally graduated from high school and went to
college. I no longer had my mama with me
all the time to do things for me. I no
longer had my mama to thank every day for all she did.
All of a sudden, I noticed I had stopped getting
taller. I never grew any taller after
that.
The moral of the story is - you will only grow taller when you
are living with your mama and being obedient.
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