This is going to sound self-serving, but that wasn't my intent. No really!
Tuesday, my husband and I went to the dedication of several new displays at the Armed Forces History Museum in Clearwater, FL. Long story short as we were leaving, a young couple with a three year old boy was looking at one of the military displays.
Never one to pass up a chance to say something incrediably fascinating to a child. I walked over and commented on some part of the exhibit. Apparently at age three, Dutch child have not grasped the English language, yet. However, his parents were quite skilled at it and we talked for about half and hour. History and politics was the main theme.
I became concerned that we would use up what was left of their vacation, but they assured me that they had been in Florida for two weeks and this was the first conversation they had with an American family. (Am I the only one who walks up to people and says,"That doesn't sound like a Brooklyn accen?" Then, usually, after a smile and reassurance that it's not, they tell me where they are from and a conversation begins.)
Anyway, when the conversation had run it's course we left. As we were pulling out of the parking lot, I said to my husband, "Id like to go back and give the boy a copy of my book." No, it was not lost on me that he was a Dutch speaking three year old. Sometimes,'"just cause" is enough.
My husband, who is a good sport, turned the car around and parked in front to the building. I jumped out grabbed a copy of my book and hunted them down. I said I had written a book for kids 9-14 and could I give her son a copy. When he learns English, he can read it. She was very appreciative. I asked his name for the dedication...Karle, I signed it, we hugged, and I left.
As we are pulling out of the parking lot, I turned to my husband and laughed, "I got my book to Europe, let's see what happens." Maybe, I left them with another good feeling about Americans. That's always my goal. Happy Reading, Bonnie