{"id":1852,"date":"2011-10-09T20:52:12","date_gmt":"2011-10-09T12:52:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bumisepi.com\/?p=1852"},"modified":"2011-10-09T20:52:12","modified_gmt":"2011-10-09T12:52:12","slug":"message-from-myanmar-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bumisepi.com\/?p=1852","title":{"rendered":"Message from Myanmar #6"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This is a forwarded email from Mary Anthony in Yangon, Myanmar.<br \/>\n_______________________________________________________<\/p>\n<p>But I feel good.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; But I feel good doing this! the little boy\u00b4s answer rang in my ears when I walked into the mall.<br \/>\nHe stood right outside the entrance to a shopping mall. In the bitter spring wind, nose red, hat deep over his ears, warming his hands in his pockets, holding the list in the other hand. I noticed he had no gloves.<\/p>\n<p>I checked my purse but had no coins. It is a principle of mine to always give money to cancer research &#8211; I had lost dear friends and family members to the disease and wanted to do my little part to help find the cure.<br \/>\n&#8211; I\u00b4ll bring you some money when I come back, I promised the little boy.<br \/>\n&#8211; Thank you! he smiled and sneezed in a big tissue. A very worn tissue, I might add.<br \/>\nI looked at him. If you have ever seen little children who refuse to come out of cold water, you know the color of his lips. He was frozen.<br \/>\n&#8211; What are you doing out here? I asked him, &#8211; You\u00b4ll get yourself a flu! Come inside the mall.<br \/>\n&#8211; I\u00b4m sorry, but I can\u00b4t<br \/>\n&#8211; But of course you can! &#8211; No, you see, the guard there said no one is allowed to gather money for charities in the mall without written permission from the manager. He said if I wanted, I could stay out here, but I could not come inside. It is forbidden to beg there.<br \/>\nI could not believe my ears. I looked inside, but could not see a guard. If I had I sure would have gone to him to let him know what I thought of such rules.<br \/>\n&#8211; But I feel good doing this here too, it\u00b4s OK. It really is, the boy wanted to convince me. I sighed.<br \/>\n&#8211; Ok, just be here and I\u00b4ll give you some money when I get back.<br \/>\nI did my shopping and thought about buying a cup of hot chocolate to the little boy, but I could not. Hadn\u00b4t I always warned children not to take anything from strangers? And besides, what if he had diabetes or something?<br \/>\nBut now I had coins at least to give to him\u2026 Out of impulse I turned back before I got out and went to a clothes store. I bought a pair of mittens, blue ones. The cashier looked at me questioningly when I mumbled the boys word\u00b4s to myself.<br \/>\n&#8211; But I feel good doing this&#8230;<br \/>\nHe stood right where he had been.<br \/>\n&#8211; Ok, now give me your list, I said to the boy and he handed it over with a pen.<br \/>\nI looked at the empty lines. A few signatures were there and I could see others had given a few coins too. Nothing much, but at least he had collected some money.<br \/>\n&#8211; Do you need to get all these lines filled?<br \/>\n&#8211; Yes. Or no, I don\u00b4t have to, but I want to.<br \/>\n&#8211; In this cold weather? Why would you want that?<br \/>\n&#8211; Because my best friend Pete has leukaemia. I want to help him, he said solemnly.<br \/>\nI felt like choking. To gain my balance again I took the blue mittens from my bag.<br \/>\n&#8211; Here, I got these for you, I said and pushed the mittens into his hands. &#8211; Please take them. I noticed you had forgotten yours at home.<br \/>\n&#8211; Thank you! Very kind of you! he said and actually bowed, &#8211; Now I can stand here a lot longer than I thought! <\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Well &#8211; what do you get for yourself? Will they give you something as a thank you for doing this?<br \/>\n&#8211; Oh yes! the boy said and his eyes lit up with joy, &#8211; They sure do!<br \/>\n&#8211; What do you get then? I asked, hoping to hear he got some nice toy or perhaps a diploma.<br \/>\nHe was smiling broadly now.<br \/>\n&#8211; I get a new, empty list! he beamed. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is a forwarded email from Mary Anthony in Yangon, Myanmar. _______________________________________________________ But I feel good. &#8211; But I feel good doing this! the little boy\u00b4s answer rang in my ears when I walked into the mall. He stood right outside the entrance to a shopping mall. 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