Remembering Gaspar's Gratefulness

--by Jolie, posted Dec 8, 2010

My brother brought home a young man named Gaspar for the holidays many years ago. He was from Africa and was studying in the United States. He stayed with our family for a week. He was so grateful and gracious.

During that week, I remembered he helped me with my studies, chemistry in particular because that wasn't my strong suit. He taught me a little of his native language, Swahili. I still remember that 'poa' means cool!! I taught him 'Heart and Song' on the piano. It was a cultural awakening for me.

When Gaspar came to the United States he couldn't go home until his college education was done. He was very appreciative of our family. In fact, I have never met a person as humble and grateful as he was, to this day. At the end of the week, he gave us all an emblem from his culture. What he gave me was a bracelet that had copper and blue and red.

When I look at it I remember the strong character of Gaspar. Well, Gaspar went on to become a doctor and have a family. I'm remembering him over this holiday season with fondness and gratitude.

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Posted by Jolie
Dec 8, 2010
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Bluebell wrote: To me that is the real meaning of Christmas, acts of kindness that change lives. Thank you for sharing your beautiful story. Love and Light and a Thousand Smiles, Bluebell

Aurelia wrote: Your brother did a kind deed and look how many people he touched with it. I am glad you were able to keep in contact with Gaspar over the years. God Bless! ~Aurelia

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