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A Motivational Story – The Wooden Bowl

The Wooden Bowl

The Wooden Bowl

The Wooden Bowl is one motivational story that really touched my heart. It also motivated me to even become a much better parent to my son Iñigo, to watch my every gesture and to make sure that I only set good example to my son as well as my younger siblings. This story reminds me that children are being molded at home. They imitate what they observe, what they see and hear, and are likely to remember and follow what adults do.

A child is born with a pure mind and it is up to us to teach them and instill in them the good character that will help mold the into better individuals when they grow up. A child usually carries that character that he has grown with at home, and take it with him anywhere he goes, for the rest of his life.

So let us be good role models to our kids, and to the young ones around us.

The motivational story of The Wooden Bowl also teaches us the lesson to love, respect and give value to our grandparents,  because without them, there would be no us. The only way we could thank them is to give them the love, respect, and treatment that they deserve – unconditionally.

Someday you will become old too, and for sure you do not want to be treated badly.  Read and be motivated to become better parents, children and individuals…

A Motivational Story with Wisdom – The Wooden Bowl
Author Unknown

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about Grandfather,” said the son. “I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor”. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinners together.

Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when you get old.” The four year old smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

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Posted on February 19, 2009
Category: Family Home and Living, Inspirational Stories, Parenting
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11 Responses to “A Motivational Story – The Wooden Bowl”

  1. kengkay
    February 21st, 2009 @ 12:01 am

    sa totoo lang, medyo iba dito sa alemanya kapag matanda ka na. kaya nga sabi ko kay kengkoy, parang mas gusto kong sa pinas tumanda. pero depende pa rin naman yan sa pagpapalaki natin sa mga anak natin di ba?

    hindi naman natin kailangan na 24 hours silang magbantay sa atin, kailangan lang natin na malaman na mahal pa rin nila tayo sa pamamagitan ng pag-dalaw, pagkikipagchismisan at kung ano pang normal na gawain.

  2. Basti
    February 21st, 2009 @ 1:54 am

    Oo nga po eh, depende talaga sa kinalakhan. Kasi kung mapapansin mo dito sa pinas ay kokonti lang ang mga nsa nursing homes, dahil pinalaki ang mga bata na kasama at close sa mga grandparents.
    Habang kadlasan sa ibang bansa gaya po dyan sa alemanya ay nasa nursing home ang mga matatanda at halos di na nakakasama ng mga bata, kaya pagtanda nila ay ganun din ang sinusunod nila.

  3. gravity
    February 21st, 2009 @ 10:08 am

    so touching…. i miss my grandparents but they have migrated na.. thanks for this heartwarming post. =)

  4. damdam
    February 21st, 2009 @ 11:53 am

    one of the “pampa-guilty” stories my dad told me when i was young. it teaches us how to respect our elders. most religions or tribes or cult e medjo isa na sa absolute truth/right ang “respect your elders”. kaya isa ito sa tunuturo ko rin sa pasaway kong anak. mahusay na post. maikwento nga sa bubwit ko minsan.
    *salamat nga pala sa pag daan sa aking blog*

    -damdam-

  5. Basti
    February 22nd, 2009 @ 10:46 am

    Oh. I’m sure that your grandparents misses you din.

  6. Basti
    February 22nd, 2009 @ 10:49 am

    ehehe pag di ka ba namana naguilty dito eh bato ka talaga. Same here, kaya mahal na mahal ko Abuela ko, kaya kahit minsan ay di nya mararanasan ang di irespeto.
    oo wag mo kalimutan ikwento, ako kinekwento ko ‘to sa anak ko at iba pa.

  7. lio loco
    February 22nd, 2009 @ 8:13 pm

    i’ve read this story somewhere before, and yes, it tugged my heart as well. as always, with the things you’re telling, you’re doing great in your father figure role to your son, iñigo (nice name, btw).

    i’ve always said that when i sire my own son, i will never have him experience all the difficulties and tragic circumstances that i experienced when i was a child, more so have him grow up in a broken family setting like what i had for childhood.

    so now you know the hoax in my 25 facts post. lolz!

    postscript: thanks for the perpetual visit even during the recent downtime. this explains my semi-hiatus for the past few days in the pinoy blogosphere. lolz!

  8. Basti
    February 23rd, 2009 @ 12:06 am

    thanks for the compliment, yeah my son was named after my dad and bro. Yeah I always try to visit your site everyday, hope you won’t encounter too many downtimes.
    I thought sa lovelife lang downtime mo kaya ka semi-hiatus :P
    nakisali pa ang hosting.

  9. aires
    July 20th, 2011 @ 9:44 am

    thanks a lot po kahit wala ung hinahanap kung story………………………………..

  10. chris michael palalay
    July 27th, 2011 @ 9:42 am

    ’ve read this story somewhere before, and yes, it tugged my heart as well. as always, with the things you’re telling, you’re doing great in your father figure role to your son, iñigo (nice name, btw).

    i’ve always said that when i sire my own son, i will never have him experience all the difficulties and tragic circumstances that i experienced when i was a child, more so have him grow up in a broken family setting like what i had for childhood.

    so now you know the hoax in my 25 facts post. lolz!

    postscript: thanks for the perpetual visit even during the recent downtime. this explains my semi-hiatus for the past few days in the pinoy blogosphere. lolz!

  11. carinioso
    January 20th, 2012 @ 3:02 am

    di dapat pabayaan ng anak ang kanilang mga magulang .. utang naten sa kanila nag lahat buhay , pag aaral kaginhawaan at madame pa ..
    walang anak na kayang ipahamak ang kanilang mga magulang ..

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