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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

The Shopping Trip

“Every action in our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity" 
- Edwin Hubbel Chupin.

"Jane, hurry and get your coat. We’re going to the store.”

I ran to do as my father instructed. A shopping trip with Dad was a rare treat. He traveled a great deal of the time, and I cherished the unexpected opportunity to be alone with him.

Once in the car, I asked, "Where are we going?"

Dad only smiled. "You'll see."

To my surprise, we didn't take the usual turn to the area's one department store. (This was in the pre-mall era). Instead, we turned down an ally where small row houses lined the road. Dad parked the car, got out, and walked to the front door of the first house on the street. Within a few minutes, he returned with Connor, a boy from our church.

I tried to hid my disappointment. I had wanted my father to myself. Now it looked as though I would have to share im with someone else.

"Hi, Connor," I mumbled, barely able to keep the resentment from my voice.

"Hi," he mumbled back. He looked as uncomfortable as I felt. 

Dad drove to the store. Once inside, he steered us to the boys' clothing section. My indignation bubbled over. Not only did I have to share my dad, I had to endure looking at boring clothes for boys. 

"Connor is going to receive his confirmation tomorrow." Dad said. "He'll need a suit to wear for the occasion."

Connor looked with wonder at the row of clothes.

Dad must have notice my stiff posture for he drew me aside.

"We have an opportunity to help someone in need." he said in a quiet voice.

Finally, I understood and was ashamed at my lack of compassion. Connor came from a family of modest means where his single mother worked to provide for her four children. I guessed that Sunday clothes had no place in the budget.

With Dad's help, Connor chose a dark suit. I watched as Dad gentry encouraged Connor to add a white shirt, tie, dress shoes, and socks. Connor's eyes grew wide as the purchases mounted.

"Th....thank you," he stuttered when we returned him home.

Dad smiled broadly, "You're welcome. And remember, this is our secret. Only your mother knows."

"Yes, Sir."

"Thanks for coming with me." Dad said once Connor had gathered up his bags and run to the front door. "What if we stop and get a chocolate milkshake?"

I nodded, but without my customary eagerness for my favorite treat. I had a lot to think about. Other things began to make sense. I recalled holiday dinners where the table was filled with widows and others who were likely to be alone.

"Why," I had asked Dad at one time, "do we always have to invite those ladies to dinner?" They never invite us to their houses."

Dad's answer has remained with me. "It's easy to invite those who can return the favor. Taking care of those who can't do something for us in return is the hallmark of love."

I didn't realize it at the time, but in those few words my father had given me the greatest definition of charity I would ever hear.


Personal Reflection:

I was reading this short story right before I sleep last night and I was just so moved by the wisdom imparted in it -being a guy who now enjoys the work of charity and the moving power of giving and sharing.

The same reason that compelled me to share it with you. 

At some points in our early lives, childhood or teener days, many a times that we don't understand why we have to share some of our greatest possessions, may it be our close family members or things we dearly love, with others. Sometimes, we are too encapsulated with our selfish and possessive attitude that hinders us to see the beauty of giving and sharing, the wisdom of being compassionate. 

But when we realize the beaming wisdom of giving and sharing, of being compassionate that's when we truly appreciates life and its impact cemented in our lives that we carry on forever. 


This is a story in the book "Chicken Soup For The Soul - Thanks Dad". Clearly, I don't own this story. Its only purpose why I write it here is to share some wisdom out of this true story as shared to CSFTS series by Jane Choate. Therefore, all the credits goes to Chicken Soup For The Soul author/s, management and publication.


  1. Wow, is this a chicken soup story?

    one point in my life i felt the same way as the narrator.

    simple story but the realization is precious.

  2. Jei Son - Yeah, it's from the Chicken Soup book. I have several of 'em. Are you a reader too? I can spare you one when I get home from vacation as a token of friendship.

  3. I don't know where my only Chicken Soup book is. Must find it. Really touching stories. :)

  4. ganda talaga nh chicken soup! nice one!
    ganda ng story, well that was indeed what Charity really meant
    unlike how those politicians do haha

  5. chicken soup for the soul? interesting...

  6. Mas masarap ang magbigay lalo na sa mga taong mas nangangailangan kesa sa humingi ng bagay na walang katuturan. I like your post Sir Jay

  7. Nakakatuwa ng bonga tong post mo sir jay. Ang dami kong naisip at narealize. Thank you for sharing.

  8. wow thanks daddy jay, yeh I'm reading CS stories, try also Ripples of Joy by Cheryl Kirking. it has also great stories

  9. Michy - start searching for it na hehehe. Chicken Soup books and series are such a good read. :)

  10. Mecoy - Kaya start reading these books na hehehe

  11. Manong Unyol - It is interesting indeed. But it'd be more interesting if you start reading it hahaha. Thanks for the visit.

  12. Zei - Thanks, masarap talaga ang bigay lang ng bigay at di nag e expect ng kapalit.

  13. Superjaid - Thanks! Good thing you open a lot of thoughts in your mind by reading this post.

  14. Jei Son - I've read Ripples of Joy, pero hiram lang sa isang kaibigan, I don't own one hehehe. Welcome by the way.

  15. There are many things in life that we do not comprehend just because we are much younger or because we are just selfish. It takes a beautiful story like this to make us reflect on how we are as a person. In school we always teach empathy even at a very young age. It works!


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