husband and I had the three grandchildren (two boys
and a girl) over for summer vacation last year (2006).
day, as the other two children played outside, Mikey,
the third grandchild and middle grandson (4 years old)
came into the kitchen where I was preparing their lunch.
He sat at the table and stared at me. I said, "Honey,
I'm not finished preparing lunch yet. Why aren't you
outside playing with your brother and sister?"
a pause, he said, "Nanny, you have to tell me you're
sorry." I said, "Sorry? Sorry for what, honey?"
That's when he said, "You killed me Nanny! You
killed me when I was big!"
tried to hide my shock so as not to frighten him. I
asked, "I did? Why, honey? Why did I kill you?"
He answered, "Don't you remember? I owed you money!"
I told him, "Oh dear! I'm sorry, honey. How did
I kill you?" Mikey then said, "You killed
me with a knife!"
asked him, "What did you look like?" He said,
"Well, I was big and I looked like I look now."
I then asked, "What did I look like?" He closed
his eyes, as if he was trying to recall a long lost
memory and said, "Well, you were big too, but you
were a man; that's right, you were a big man!"
apologized profusely to him, and he seemed to be satisfied
with my apology. He gave me a hug, thanked me for apologizing
and went outside to play with his siblings as if nothing
that week, I spoke to a Buddhist acquaintance and told
him what had transpired between my grandson and me.
The Buddhist told me that it was good that I apologized
to my Mikey, because he could have come back for revenge!
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Posted May 25, 2007