CARE TO SEAT?
Once upon a time, a little girl asked rather ignorantly. But a question is not always a question.
‘Mama, why does Grand daddy always sit in that chair? He looks scary asleep.' She says quietly. Mama chuckles. 'Well, my peanut. He just loveeeees that chair. His father and his father before him
always sit in that chair. They were carpenters and this particular wood from this chair is a special one, 'How mama ? She asked curiously. Well - I don’t know the origin but this wood is known to give your grand daddy marvelous visions to make the most exotic chairs in the world. That’s why no one except your grand daddy and your papa can sit on that chair. 'Silence. 'But I want to sit on it too. I want to be the a great carpenter. Mama chuckles 'my little princess, you can be whoever you want to be, just - not a carpenter."
"You are destined for great things. Now, I must not find you sneaking a peak at grand daddy again.
He loves you but he hates distractions. Is that clear, rain drop?' A vigorous nodding. 'Yes Mama.'
A small smile and shuffle of feet. Small fists tightened in determination. 'I am going to sit in that chair.'
