The Caring Granddad
A woman in a supermarket is following a grandfather and his badly behaved
3 year-old grandson.
It’s obvious to her that he has his hands full with the child screaming
for sweets in the sweet aisle, biscuits in the biscuit aisle; and for fruit,
cereal and pop in the other aisles.
Meanwhile, Grandad is working his way around, saying in a controlled
voice, “Easy, William, we won’t be long . . . Easy, boy.”
Another outburst, and she hears the grandad calmly say, “It’s okay,
William, just a couple more minutes and we’ll be out of here. Hang in
there, boy”
At the checkout, the little terror is throwing items out of the trolley, and
Grandad says again in a controlled voice, “William, William, relax
buddy, don’t get upset. We’ll be home in five minutes; stay cool, William.”
Very impressed, the woman goes outside where the grandfather is loading
his groceries and the boy into the car.
She said to the elderly gentleman, “It’s none of my business, but you
were amazing in there. I don’t know how you did it. That whole time, you kept
your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just
calmly kept saying things would be okay. William is very lucky to have
you as his grandfather.”
“Thanks,” said the grandfather, “but I’m William . . . The little
bar steward’s name is Kevin.”