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A Last Minute Surprise
“What’s mom’s favourite?” asked the five-year-old son, trying to rub the sleep away from his eyes.
“She has a lot of favourites but they are all unreachable at this time of the day.”
“Why did you wait till this time of the day, Dad?”
An innocent question that brought silence into the night. The father was speechless.
“Well, I suppose we can give her some money,” the father continued several minutes later.
“Does Mom love money?”
“I suppose money is everyone’s object of affection.”
“I don’t. In my cartoons, all the bad guys always go for money but they always end up getting caught or killed.”
“Killed?! They kill people in cartoons?”
“Yes. Sometimes with guns, sometimes with swords, you know, basically anything can kill,” the precocious child replied.
The father covered his face with his hands and sighed. When he recovered, his son had disappeared.
“Dad, I’ve got an idea. Why not you give me some money and I can put them together into a heart like this,” the son returned, holding a large A3-sized board with what appeared to be an origami heart in the middle. “I just need like ten pieces and-“
“That’s brilliant!” the father cut his son off and ran into his room to retrieve ten pieces of hundred dollar bills.
When the mother woke up, she was pleasantly surprised to find her husband had brought breakfast to the bed. A hearty meal of toast, sunny-side-up eggs, sausages and a muffin sat on a tray at the end of the bed.
“Well, that’s very sweet honey. A kiss is in order.”
“She has a lot of favourites but they are all unreachable at this time of the day.”
“Why did you wait till this time of the day, Dad?”
An innocent question that brought silence into the night. The father was speechless.
“Well, I suppose we can give her some money,” the father continued several minutes later.
“Does Mom love money?”
“I suppose money is everyone’s object of affection.”
“I don’t. In my cartoons, all the bad guys always go for money but they always end up getting caught or killed.”
“Killed?! They kill people in cartoons?”
“Yes. Sometimes with guns, sometimes with swords, you know, basically anything can kill,” the precocious child replied.
The father covered his face with his hands and sighed. When he recovered, his son had disappeared.
“Dad, I’ve got an idea. Why not you give me some money and I can put them together into a heart like this,” the son returned, holding a large A3-sized board with what appeared to be an origami heart in the middle. “I just need like ten pieces and-“
“That’s brilliant!” the father cut his son off and ran into his room to retrieve ten pieces of hundred dollar bills.
When the mother woke up, she was pleasantly surprised to find her husband had brought breakfast to the bed. A hearty meal of toast, sunny-side-up eggs, sausages and a muffin sat on a tray at the end of the bed.
“Well, that’s very sweet honey. A kiss is in order.”
“Do you think that’s all? Come on, son!” the father beckoned the kid.
The son entered with a large card with “Happy Mother’s Day” scribbled on it. At the centre of it all was the heart made of hundred dollar bills. He handed it to his mother who was beaming with pleasure.
“Well, darling, that’s very... creative of you. The heart looks like it’s made with real money. Hahaha!”
“They are! Dad gave ten of them to me. I cut them into pieces before I glued them up to form a heart.”
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