Marky Stories: Slippers

A ten-year-old girl sells slippers. Every house he passed she sold with slippers. The child seems to be filthy and smells like the sun because of the few hours of selling her goods which, twenty percent of every slippery seller will go to her and eighty percent will go to the owner she takes the goods from.

But, it is unfortunate that despite her best efforts to sell, no one still buys. Her sweat dripped from the sun. Also, she is already feeling hungry because since she left the shed where she lives near the river he has not even been able to have breakfast. It was about noon so she felt dizzy and dizzy. Despite the feeling, she took the risk of selling in the houses. It is luxurious and the people live rich.

The girl rang the doorbell at the gate of the beautiful house and a 30-year-old man came out. He smiled at the girl.

"Are… you goin-ng to-to buy slippers ?" the child growled a little while sinking in front of the man. It is pale and sweaty.

The man realized that the child was tired and hungry so he supported her and sat her on the terrace at the entrance of his house. The girl asked for a glass of water because she was thirsty. When the man returned, he was carrying in a tray with a glass of milk, two pieces of banana and apple, a jug with only cold water, a glass, marinated chicken, and a plate of rice.

“Eat to gain strength. That way you will not be hungry and tired of selling, ”the good man invited the boy with a smile. The girl stopped pretending and ate immediately. As the child eats the man watches her. Although selling slippers, the child is old, worn out, and the slipper is broken.

"How much is this?" said the man while holding a pair of slippers with a pink ribbon design on the front wrapped in plastic.

"One hundred rubber and two hundred skin," the boy replied. Once the man said goodbye and returned he bought a pair of slippers and gave them to the girl after payment.

“You are kind. Thank you very much, brother. May the Lord bless you, ”said the boy who shed tears and hugged the good man.

"I do not know how to repay your kindness to me," said the boy.

“Don't think about that. I do not seek revenge. You know, you can help me, ”said the man Jimmy.

After eating the child happily left. His spirit and faith in God were revived because his prayers were said to be heard. And Jimmy is the tool to bless her that day.

He also felt refreshed because of what he ate and the new clothes he was wearing. His old slippers were left in Jimmy's house and the man hung them on the wire on the side of the wall. He hoped to see the child again but a few days and years ago he never saw it again. However, he strongly believes and believes that as long as the old pair of slippers worn by the child hang, they will also meet one day.

Twenty years later, Jimmy became seriously ill and was hospitalized for a long time due to lung disease. Because of his relative's desire to be healed, he ran out of savings due to medical expenses. Until his family's former comfortable life was in turmoil. His daughter Leslie, a teacher, and Jobert, a resto manager, are still struggling to pay for medical treatment.

Since Jimmy's condition was still unchanged and they were treated at the hospital, his family decided to transfer him to another hospital. There, Dr. Marivic Lucas was instructed to guide and treat him. He was also consulted on the man's rare lung disease because he was a specialist here.

At first, the doctor did not identify the patient lying in a ward. But when he looked closely he recognized it he smiled. Jimmy did not know her because she had changed a lot more than the day they met. Her skin is no longer dark, her hair is straight and she looks elegant even though she is still wearing her doctor’s gown.

Since Marivic could not forget the kindness the man had done to her then she tried to heal him. He also paid special attention and study to the rare cases of Jimmy lung disease. Which, of course, does not determine whether it is tuberculosis or lung cancer, or a complication of male asthma.

After a few months of treatment, Jimmy's condition gradually changed. He was slowly recovering when his lung boil melted due to Marivic's excellent treatment. When Jimmy's family received the bill for those who spent on hospital, treatment, and service, they shook hands and handed the receipt to the man.

Jimmy was nervous and developed nervousness as he held the bill. He was afraid to open it because he knew he would even spend the rest of his life working; it is impossible for him to pay for it in full. However, he bravely looked at the receipt and saw that it had a “PAID” stamped on it. He was surprised and drew more attention to the word written on the side that is an extension of the word PAID:

“In full with new one pair of slippers and lunch food”.

Signed, Dr. Marivic C. Lucas.

Jimmy shuddered at what he read. Her eyes lit up and her body became even more vibrant. Tears welled up in her eyes and she felt longing.

"She is. He is! ” Jimmy said enthusiastically. When Marivic returned to the ward where she was staying, she called him and brought him closer. Then kissed and cried at the same time.

"Thank you thank you. I told you, you will repay me more kindly, Marivic, ”said Jimmy full of joy. The woman also cried. Glad to meet the man who did good to her.

“Nothing, brother, Jimmy. I am the one who should be most grateful for your kindness. Ever since you bought and gave me the pair of slippers I used to sell, a series of blessings have come into my life. When I came home from selling slippers, I met my real father who visited our hut when I came home. After that, he removed my mother and me from the squatters area and settled in the big house owned by father Hector. My father was rich and he took my mother and me to America. I continued my studies there so I could no longer sell slippers. So, you never saw me again. I studied with a Pediatric Pulmonologist, a Pediatrician in Cleveland, Ohio. And when I graduated, I came back to our country for medical treatment, ”Marivic said happily but tearfully.

Jimmy looked out the window. It was tomorrow and he reflected the beautiful rays of the sun surrounded by two clouds. Pray to God.

“Thank you so much for buying and for giving me a new pair of slippers for the child then. If it were not for that, Your power and blessed hand would not be revealed through Her. ”

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