In the Eyes of a Child

The story that I'll share will probably evoke different emotions from you. 

During our Ad Clash in senior year in college, we were tasked to come up with a Public Relations campaign for one of the malls in the Philippines (not the popular one).  The campaign was all about Filipino Values.  One of the competing sections (our competitor) came up with love for the elderly.  It was very simple and touchy we admit they deserve to get the first prize.  The story goes like this...

elderly couple from

A father was skinning and smoothing a coconut shell in the backyard.  The shape he made was like that of a soup bowl.  He also, in his creative way, did spoons out of another coconut shell.  Just like what he did to the bowl, he also made sure that the spoons were smooth enough for use.  Once finished, he put food in it and handed it over to his aging mother.  His son, about eight years old, who was watching him the whole time, asked him: "Pa, where's grandma's plate?"  In which he replied, "Son, your grandmother is too old to hold any breakables so I had to give her this" pointing to the wooden bowl.

The next day, the son kept himself busy in their backyard.  He was on the ground, working on a leftover coconut shell - cleaning, scrubbing and smoothing it.  His father has been looking for him and found him there.  Curious about what his son was doing, he asked him.  "Son, what is that you're doing".  His son looked up to him, paused for a few seconds and then with a little smile answered him, "Pa, I am making coconut plates".
            "What for?" he wrinkled his forehead in deep curiosity.
            "This is for you when you grow old.  I am making them for you so that you will not break plates like grandma", the child replied innocently.

The father was stunned.  He was speechless for a minute.  Something pricked his heart upon hearing it from the mouth of his very young son.  And he realized how painful it was to be treated that way.  Probably, his mother was feeling the same way. 
A test of a people is how it behaves toward the old. It is easy to love children. Even tyrants and dictators make a point of being fond of children. But the affection and care for the old, the incurable, the helpless are the true gold mines of a culture. Abraham J. Heschel ( January 11, 1907 - December 23, 1972)

Blessed are the pure in heart for they will see God.


  1. i agree, this is somehow touching.. i have a different way of treating my children though.. i don't know, but i tend not to build strong bonds with them, because i dont want them to suffer much when, let's say, i die.. but that's just me.. hehehe

  2. I believe (and hope), with the strong bonds you have for your children, you wouldn't suffer the same fate as the aging mother in the story. The father there just realized how painful his mother could be feeling right at the moment because of how he treated her. And he had to learn it from his son...

    1. well, maybe it's not too late yet.. i just have an awkward feeling that if im around kids, i feel like im in a pit of lions.. hahaha

  3. Hahaha! That scary or that chaotic? :-D

  4. I heard this story when I was in grade school. I was too young then to understand the moral of the story.
    We should cherish every moment with our parents as they get old, think of what we can do for them while they're still around so you won't have regrets later.

  5. Awww this is a nice story and it really makes you think. The elderly in America are not treated too kindly I'm sad to say. They don't get the respect that they used to. Everything seems geared toward the younger generations and no one listens to their elders anymore. I just hope my kids will treat me with love and respect when I get old!!


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