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The following story was written by Hank Rempel, a senior living in B.C. He is hoping to have these and several others he has written published. Does anyone know how he might accomplish this? Email him at rempel@island.net with any suggestions.
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Little Truths
Hank Rempel, Chemainus B.C.
Back in the early seventies my sister-in-law was shopping in a grocery store in Nanaimo, B.C. Tagging along with her were her twin girls, aged about three or four. While standing in line, one of her little girls noticed a person standing at the checkout next to her. He was in his early twenties with a shaved bald head & was wearing typical Hare Krishna garb (what looked like a pink bedsheet with a rope around his waist & sandals). The little girl was tugging at her mom's sweater, trying to get her attention, saying, "Mum,! Mum!, Mum!". When finally her mother says, "What"? The little girl looks up at the person standing beside her & says in a loud, clear voice, "Maaaaan"?? Laaaaady??? Then her face brightens right up as if she had discovered the answer & says, "Maaan/Lady". My brother had been standing all the while in the line up with his little family and had great difficulty in choking back his joy at hearing this & seeing the shocked look on the hippie's face. Two weeks later, same young family, same line up, only this time the little girl spies a very unkempt hippie with matted hair, beard, sandals, also standing right next to her at the check-out. "Mum! Mum! Mum!, with some more tugging at mom's sweater. "What"? says her mother. As the little girl looks up at the gross guy standing beside her, she points up laughing at him & again in a loud, clear voice says, "Doggy"! "Doggy"! Once again my brother is enjoying himself, trying to hold back his mirth & thinking "Way to go kid", we're gonna shop here on a steady basis, "cause of the entertainment".
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