Christmas Shoes *warning - tearjerker*

by SixofNine 7 Replies latest jw friends

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  SixofNine

  It was almost Christmas time
  There I stood in another line
  Try to buy that last give or two
  I'm really in Christmas mood
  Standing right in front of me
  Was a little boy waiting anxiously
  Pacing around like little boys do
  And in his hands he had
  A pair of shoes

  And his clothes were worn and old
  He was dirty from head to toe
  And when it came his time to pay
  I couldn't believe what I heard him say

  Sir I wanna buy these shoes for my Momma please
  It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
  Could you hurry Sir?
  Daddy says there's not much time
  You see she's been sick for quite a while
  And I know these shoes will make her smile
  And I want it to look beautiful
  If Momma meets Jesus tonight

  They counted pennies for what seems like years
  And cashier says son there's not enough here
  He searches is pockets franticly
  And he turned and he looked at me
  And he said Momma made Christmas good in our house
  Most years she just did without
  Tell me Sir
  What am I gonna do?
  Some how I gotta buy her these Christmas shoes

  So I lend the money down
  I just had to help him out
  And I'll never forget
  The look on his face
  When he said Momma's gonna look so great

  Sir I wanna buy these shoes for my Momma please
  It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
  Could you hurry Sir?
  Daddy says there's not much time
  You see she's been sick for quite a while
  And I know these shoes will make her smile
  And I want it to look beautiful
  If Momma meets Jesus tonight

  I know I won't regret some help as he thanked me and ran out
  I know that God sent that little boy to remind me
  What Christmas is all about

  Sir I wanna buy these shoes for my Momma please
  It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
  Could you hurry Sir?
  Daddy says there's not much time
  You see she's been sick for quite a while
  And I know these shoes will make her smile
  And I want it to look beautiful
  If Momma meets Jesus tonight

  I want it to look good
  If Momma meet's Jesus tonight
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  oldflame

  AHHHHH Man the whole story was ruined when I seen the pic
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  Beachbender

  Ok....... I cried! and THEN I laughed!! Thanks! (silly!)
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  delilah

  You were right...it is a tear-jerker.....sniffle, sniffle.....THEN you posted the pic of those silly shoes.... my eyes all welled up, then I saw those shoes, and busted out laughing....I'm a mess now, thankyou very much.....and I'm all out of tissue.....
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  SixofNine

  "silly" shoes? Oh no. No sir. You assume to much about Jesus!
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  whyamihere

  It was a sad story...then at the very end it got even more sad.

  I am a shoe whore, but I would not whore for those shoes!

  Brooke(I have taste, and I know how to use it)
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  rebel8

  I am sorry but I **hate** that XMas song. I make a point to change the station if it comes on the radio. It is just so sappy and fake to me. It sounds like a con artist taught their kid a good way to get cash, just tell a sad story, get some $ for the shoes and promptly return them after the victims left the store. If not, it is the epitome of the attitude many people have that they can just do good things once a year at XMastime and that will make up for a whole year of selfishness.

  I hate that song just as much as the "Feed the World" song that puts Xians on a pedestal above Muslims:

  Do they know it's Christmas? (Why would Muslims care if it's Christmas?)

  It's Christmas

  there's no need to be afraid (Yes because suddenly the world's problems are magically gone.)At Christmastime,
  we let in light and we banish shade (why only at this time of year?)And in our world of plenty
  we can spread a smile of joy
  Throw your arms around the world
  at Christmastime
  
  But say a prayer, (even if they don't share your religious beliefs and don't want you to pray for them, just go ahead anyway)pray for the other ones
  At Christmastime it's hard,
  but when you're having fun
  There's a world outside your window,
  and it's a world of dread and fear
  Where the only water flowing
  is the bitter sting of tears
  And the Christmas bells that ring there
  are the clanging chimes of doom
  Well tonight thank God it's them
  instead of you (such a nice sentiment)
  
  And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime (who cares? why would they want snow? is our culture better because we have snow?)The greatest gift they'll get this year is life(Oooh)
  Where nothing ever grows
  No rain or rivers flow
  Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
  
  Here's to you raise a glass for everyone
  Here's to them underneath that burning sun
  Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
  
  Feed the world
  Feed the world
  Feed the world
  Let them know it's Christmastime again
  
  Feed the world
  Let them know it's Christmastime again
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  Sparkplug

  Size 8. I need some.... house shoes! My old ones got borrowed by my hooker pal...

  Don't forget to pick some cream at the store while you are out.

  Ok, I got one for you that got sent to me today. It is so politically incorrect. So I passed it on till I got a call from a lady who said she had a friend that had no legs and one arm. Made me squirm.

  My name is Billy Evans.

  I am a very sick little boy. My mother is typing this for me, because I can't. She is crying. The reason she is so sad
  is because I'm so sick. I was born without a body. It doesn't hurt,
  except when I try to breathe.

  The doctors gave me an artificial body. It is a burlap bag filled with
  leaves. The doctors said that was the best they could do on account of
  us having no money or insurance. I would like to have a body transplant,
  but we need more money.
  
  Mommy doesn't work because she said nobody hires crying people. I
  said, "Don't cry, Mommy," and she hugged my burlap bag. Mommy always gives
  me hugs, even though she's allergic to burlap and it makes her sneeze and
  chafes her real bad. I hope you will help me. You can help me if you
  forward this email to everyone you know. Forward it to people you don't know,
  too.

  Dr. Johansen said that for every person you forward this email to,
  Bill Gates will team up with AOL and send a nickel to NASA. With that
  funding,
  NASA will collect prayers from school children all over America and
  have the astronauts take them up into space so that the angels can hear them
  better.

  Then they will come back to earth and go to the Pope, and he will take
  up a collection in church and send all the money to the doctors. The
  doctors could help me get better then.

  Maybe one day I will be able to play baseball. Right now I can only
  be third base. Every time you forward this letter, the astronauts can
  take more prayers to the angels and my dream will be closer to coming true.

  Please help me.
  
  Mommy is so sad, and I want a body. I don't want my leaves to rot
  before I turn 10. If you don't forward this email, that's okay. Mommy
  says you're a mean and heartless bastard who doesn't care about a
  poor little boy with only a head. She says that if you don't stew in the
  raw pit of your own guilt-ridden stomach, she hopes you die a long slow,
  horrible death and they burn forever in hell. What kind of cruel person are
  you that you can't take five f-in minutes to forward this to all your friends
  so that they can feel guilt and shame about ignoring a poor, bodiless,
  nine-year-old boy?

  Please help me. I try to be happy, but it's hard. I wish I had a
  kitty. I wish I could hold a kitty. I wish I could hold a kitty that wouldn't
  chew on me and try to bury its turds in the leaves of my burlap body. I wish
  that very much.

  Thank You, Billy "Smiles" Evans
  
  P.S. You can send money to the person who sent you this because that
  person is very trustworthy.