I was reading a book in quiet solitude when the phone rang. It was Ian.
"Papa, I need some bedtime stories so that I can go to bed".
In desperation, I searched through the rooms. "Yes", I shouted with glee when I discovered that I did have some children's books with me.
Ian was delighted. I then read two stories to him.
Thank goodness for modern technology!
Ian laughed aloud as I added some drama and actions in my story-telling. I was quite loud. My neighbours must be wondering whether I was mad. Ian rolled in his seat with laughter. When the stories ended, Ian told me that I was a good story-teller. He said his goodnights and went off to bed.
To say that I was pleased would be an understatement. I was in fact humbled. To be able to hear and see him laugh was priceless. To be able to read him his bedtime stories was a gift. I thanked God for this gift, which made my day completed.
3 comments:
thanks glad we are able to share the load now... :)
Did you use Skype? It makes such a difference to be able to see loved ones, as opposed to just hearing them over the phone :) I love skyping my family back in Singapore. It gives me a sense that they are not that far away :)
Corrinne
In desperation, I searched through the rooms. "Yes", I shouted with glee when I discovered that I did have some children's books with me.
It could have been..
In desperation, I searched the internet. "Yes", I shouted with glee when I discovered that I did have a gazillion of children's books with me (online).
The wonders of technology.
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