A little girl came home from school with a drawing she'd made in class.She danced into the kitchen ,where her mother was preparing dinner.
"Mom,guess what ?" she squealed waving the drawing .
her mother never looked up.
"what"? she said ,tending to the pots.
"guess what?" the child repeated ,waving the drawings.
"what?" the mother said , tending to the plates.
"Mom, you're not listening"
"sweetie,yes I am"
"Mom" the child said "you're not listening with your EYES

Autor: Mitch Albom

A little girl came home from school with a drawing she'd made in class.She danced into the kitchen ,where her mother was preparing dinner.<br />"Mom,guess what ?" she squealed waving the drawing .<br />her mother never looked up.<br />"what"? she said ,tending to the pots.<br />"guess what?" the child repeated ,waving the drawings.<br />"what?" the mother said , tending to the plates.<br />"Mom, you're not listening"<br />"sweetie,yes I am"<br />"Mom" the child said "you're not listening with your EYES - Mitch Albom




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