MAMA'S LITTLE PURPLE PLUMS

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• •  Yesterday, at the supermarket, I saw these tiny purple plums. I hadn't seen them anywhere, since my days in New York. A much-loved memory came flashing back the moment I saw them. I was a little girl in New York, playing the boardgame, PARCHEESI, with my little girlfriends. My mom called me from our third floor window. I can still hear her sweet voice,"Graceee!". I ran and looked up to see my mom's pretty smiling face. Her hair was dark then and fell forward from the sides of her face as she looked down at me. Mom had something in a little brown paper bag for us to share. She wanted me to catch it when it was tossed down to me. We all laughed and screamed with excitement when the little present floated right into my little hands. We quickly sat on the concrete ground huddled in a circle bursting with curiousity and anxious to discover what my mom's secret gift was. I unrolled the bag to open it, and turned it upside down. Little ball-like things fell into my lap. They were not balls at all, but little oval purple plums. After giggling our heads off, I looked up to see mom's face beaming. She had been watching us all the while, and enjoying our little- girl silliness. All of us jumped up and down thanking her for her kindness and our wonderful snack. Mom smiled contentedly, then disappeared from the window going back to her day's work. My friends and I skipped back to Parcheesi with our little purple plums. We were so happy, playing a fun game and enjoying a sweet little purple plum. I learned a lot from that simple little experience, as I'm sure my friends did as well. Mom taught us about God by showing us love, kindness, joy, She taught what it meant to share even little things, to have fun. Mom taught me about a mother's love through those little purple plums.  I love you, Mom, and thank you.
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