MurriFlower
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I stuck around with my daughter Ariana to see Santa.
We hadn't planned to stay, so Ariana wasn't dressed up.
Patsy gave my daughter a Christmas sweater and a vest. Even lent her a pair of her shoes.
At the last minute, Patsy wrote a little verse about Ariana for Santa to read.
LHP
I marvel when the poor give to others out of their lack.
I forget to cherish those who with abundance give to others without fanfare or ulterior motives.
This little story was not headline grabbing.
It has been overlooked, completely, as far as I know.
But, Patsy Ramsey went out of her way to provide the child of a mother of six children with
a sweater,
a vest and
shoes
so she would feel comfortable as she watched Santa.
Best of all, she put pen to paper, and at the last minute, she wrote a little verse about Ariana for Santa to read.
The monetary value of a gift is nothing.
The kindness and thoughtfulness are priceless.
I don't know why, but this old song surfaced in my thoughts just now.
Little Baby
pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too,
pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring
pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King
pa rum pum pum pum
Then He smiled at me
pa rum pum pum pum
me and my drum.
I wonder, was it appreciated by her parents or seen as an 'act of charity' from someone rich beyond their wildest dreams, who was simply trying to impress her friends with her benevolence towards her 'poor' housekeeper's daughter? Do such acts endear one to the giver or merely reinforce the recipient's inferiority?