My Cousin recently told me something that will never depart from my spirit.. As we sat down by the river during the conclusion of the annual Manitoba Parkinson Walk, he began to speak to me about something that had happened.. At first I was quite tentative to what he was about to share with me, as I am when most people tell me that they have a good story. But once the story began I was hooked on to his every word.. So I thought I would share with the few faithful followers I still have to Pigeonspoo.. Enjoy
This cousin has a friend who lives up in a smaller community in Northern Manitoba called 'The Pas'. This friend of my cousin is in his mid-life, living with his 17 year old son. Now the son, who is a rather large kid for only 17, has a fairly common condition which effects many people throughout the world. That condition is Autism.. As we all know Autism can be a confusing disease.. And produces some 'side effects' that just seem... well.. bizarre.. Anyways this young man had one of these weird 'side effects' which caused him to have a raging fetish for all things small.. Ever since he was a child he collected every kind of Troll, Gnome, Leprechaun, Dwarf, etc.. needless to say, he LOVES them... the father was well aware of this obsession and was not surprised when while sitting at his desk one day at work, he received a phone call from his home number. The ecstatic voice on the other line was on the verge of screaming "DAD, DAD I CAUGHT A REAL LIVE TROLL!''.... Obviously having heard things similar to this before the dad quickly ended the conversation with a 'that’s great son, I will see it after work' and hung up. After 2 or 3 more calls of sheer excitement the father became a bit more concerning and decided that he should take a quick break to run home and make sure everything was alright..
Upon arriving at the house, the son was already waiting in the hallway with a bodacious smile that resembled one of a child who had just seen it’s first real life elephant, or a grown man who had originally invested in Facebook at $1/share... "DAD, DAD QUICK COME SEE!!!' the boy screamed as his dad removed his boots.. 'All right son, where is it' he replied. He then followed his son into the son’s room only to see all the furniture from the entire room pushed against the closet door.. The father, obviously shocked, asked the son what he had been doing!! The son replied 'I HAVE IT! IT'S LOCKED IN THE CLOSET!'. So they removed the layers of bed, dresser, nightstands, various gnome statues, etc until the Closet was now free. They opened the door, slowly and with some anticipation on the fathers end of what he was going to find.. The door opened just enough to allow for the light of the room to pierce the darkness, slowly revealing the shape of something huddled on the floor... to the fathers extreme surprise, there sat with tears forming at the brink of his eyes a 3 foot nothing midget!!! The small fellow was a Jehovah’s Witness and had been going door to door in the neighborhood discussing his faith in an attempt to convert new believers~
Unfortunately, when he reached this house, he was completely unprepared for a possibility that someone may just have an autistic son with a fetish for tiny persons!! The son had quickly pounced him and barricaded him in his closet for close to 4 hours! Later, after threats of legal action, a quick sit down meeting to explain the Childs autism quickly folded any chance of a charge..
As a disclaimer
I felt off color sharing this via internet.. but it is a great story.. and ‘Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world. red, and yellow, autistic, or with no height. They are precious in his sight~! ‘
don’t hate or discriminate people! haha just enjoy the story and go hug a small person... but dont lock them in your closet..
its not nice... ;)
