Gifted Typist

The youngest typist received his coveted cell phone for his 11th birthday.

There was debate over whether he is too young, but it was decided the texting function is good for family communication, especially during periods of separation due to business travel.

He received his gift on Saturday and on Sunday promptly lost it while tobogganing down the hill at the school. He placed it in a hat for safe keeping and someone took the hat by mistake.

It was an honest mistake, but one that caused a tirade of self-recrimination by the young typist who felt stupid for losing his phone so quickly.

This typist shared his burden. I should have put stricter boundaries his movements with the phone. I should have had “the talk” about responsibility etc.

First, he had to accept the loss. This was not easy, like swallowing a watermelon whole.

Then we came up with a cost-sharing plan to buy another phone. The second phone would not have incentives given to you the first time. It would be expensive.

It was a tough one to get over, the lessons bitter to the taste, but the little typist struggled through and was starting to come out the other end of his disappointment.

That is when the phone rang: “You don’t know me but I found this cell phone on the hill by the school.”

The little typist saw the relief on my face. It spread to his as he jumped out of his seat and mimicked a phone shape with his thumb and finger, his watery eyes hopeful and bright. He jump for joy and ran to tell his sister.

Phone Lost. Hard lesson learned. And found again.

How sweet.

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