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The Little Grass Hut
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up
on a small, uninhabited island.
He prayed feverishly for our Father in heaven to
rescue him.
Everyday he scanned the horizon for help, but
none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a
little hut out of driftwood and grass, to protect
himself from the elements and to store his few
possessions.
As time went on, it seemed to him that he was
never going to be rescued.
Yet, he did not yet give up hoping and praying.
Then one day, after scavenging for food for
hours with little success, he arrived home to
find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling
up to the sky.
The worst had happened! Everything was lost!
He was stunned with disbelief, grief and anger.
¡°Father, how could you do this to me?¡± he cried
to the heavens.
He felt broken, abandoned.
Eventually, he sobbed himself to sleep.
Early the next day, he was awakened by the
loud sound of a ship.
It was approaching the island. It had come to
rescue him!
¡°How did you know I was here?¡± asked the
weary man of his rescuers, as they hustled him
onboard their ship.
¡°We saw your smoke signal,¡± they replied.
Moral of the story:
It¡¯s easy to get discouraged when things are
going bad, but we shouldn¡¯t lose heart, because
our Father, who art in heaven, is at work in our
lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut
seems to be burning to the ground.
It just may be a smoke signal that summons
the grace of the Father.
The Reading Room 2017 October/November
Pg 5 - The Sunshine Express
Treasures From The Inbox
If you get email, you
get stuff. Sometimes
it is spam, sometimes
it is a true gem.
Here is one of those
gems worth sharing:
There once was a sailor returning to his ship.
Just as he approached the edge of the dock,
he slipped and fell into the water between ship
and dockside.
As he hit the water, the ship began to swing
toward the harbor wall, and he would have
been crushed to death had not a little man,
with great presence of mind, thrown a rope
and hauled him to safety.
¡®Whew, thanks!¡¯ said the sailor. ¡®You saved my
life. Tell me, is there anything I can do for you
in return?¡¯
¡®Well actually,¡¯ said the man, ¡®there is some-
thing. I¡¯d dearly like to work aboard ship and,
in fact, I was just on my way to look for a job
when I saw you in the water. If you could put
in a word for me. I¡¯d be greatly obliged.¡¯
¡®Done!¡¯ said the sailor. He took the little man
on board and tracked down the Petty Officer.
¡®This man saved my life just now, and he re-
ally would very much like to have a job on the
ship.¡¯
¡®Well, I don¡¯t know,¡¯ said the Petty Officer. ¡®We
have a full ship¡¯s complement, but I¡¯ll certainly
put in a word on his behalf to my superior.
What does he do?¡¯
¡®I¡¯m a Gloop Maker,¡¯ said the little man eagerly.
Not wishing to appear ignorant in front of his
subordinate, the Petty Officer didn¡¯t want to
ask what exactly a Gloop Maker was, so he
went to see the Chief Petty Officer.
¡®This man saved the life of one of my seamen,¡¯
he told the Chief. ¡®Do you think we could find
him a job aboard? He¡¯s a Gloop Maker.¡¯
Not wishing to appear ignorant in front of his
subordinate, the Chief Petty Officer asked the
Warrant Officer, who asked the Sub-Lieutenant
and so on, all the way through the chain of
command until the request reached the Cap-
tain.
After congratulating the little man, the Cap-
tain, not wanting to appear ignorant, named
him ship¡¯s Gloop Maker and ordered the Sup-
ply Officer to provide whatever materials were
necessary for work to commence.
The little man asked for a strong block and
tackle fitted up on the afterdeck, a small stool,
a hammer and chisel, a portable furnace, a
big lump of iron, a few pounds of copper and
several more of silver.
As the ship sailed, the little man set his stool
alongside the chunk of iron, lit the furnace
and began to melt down the copper and silver.
Then, with much hammering and chiseling, he
began to add blobs of copper and curlicues of
silver to the sides of the lump of iron.
Each day crewmembers stopped and stared
at the wondrously strange thing taking shape
at the ship¡¯s stern. But not wishing to appear
ignorant, nobody asked the Gloop Maker what
he actually was making.
¡®Coming along nicely,¡¯ said the captain as he
made his daily rounds. ¡®Any idea precisely
when it will be :ah: ready?¡¯
¡®Oh yes,¡¯ said the man. ¡®On July 15 at
14:00hours. That¡¯s when it¡¯ll be ready, and I¡¯d
like the crew assembled on deck at that hour,
if you please, sir.¡¯
And so, the great day came, the men assem-
bled and the Gloop Maker put down his ham-
mer and chisel.
Proudly, he stood back and indicated that the
The Gloop Maker
Years ago, a man inherited a house from his great
uncle who died in the war. The house sat on a hill
outside of town in the next state and rumors were
told that it was haunted.
The man traveled to the town to inspect the
house and found that it was a wonderful old man-
sion in great condition, but very, very old.
So, he decided to move in and enjoy his inheri-
tance.
A couple weeks after he moved in, late at night,
the phone rang.
When he answered it, a strange voice said, ¡°I am
the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 weeks!¡± and
then it hung up before he could say anything.
This really shook the man.
The next day, he searched the Internet under
¡®snakes¡¯ for ¡®vinder viper¡¯ but found nothing.
A week passed with no concerns and again, late
one night, the phone rang.
¡°I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 1 week!¡±
and hung up.
This made the man quite nervous, not knowing
what a vinder viper was.
He asked around the town, but no one had ever
heard of any such viper.
Four days later, late at night, the phone rang.
¡°I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 days!¡±
The man is getting much more concerned now.
The next night, the phone rang again.
¡°I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there tomorrow!¡±
Needless to say, the man is just plain scared now.
The next evening, the phone rang.
¡°I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 1 hour!¡±
The man tries to leave, but his car battery is
dead.
Nearly an hour later, the phone rang again.
¡°I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 min-
utes!¡±
The man runs around locking all the windows and
doors and calls 911.
The police are on their way.
Soon, there was a knock at the door.
The frightened man opened the door a crack and
timidly asked, ¡°Is that the police?¡±
¡°No, I am the vinder viper. I come every month to
vash and vipe your vinders.¡±
A Haunting Encounter
block and tackle
should be lowered
onto his mas-
terpiece, whose
copper and silver
curlicues gleamed
in the sun. Care-
fully he directed it
to be lifted from
the deck and
swung round until
it hung over the
sea at the ship¡¯s
stern.
¡®Ready, steady,
go!¡¯ he cried, and
he cut it free.
And, as it fell into
the deep blue wa-
ters of the Atlan-
tic, it went.....
¡®GLOOP!¡¯
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