The kindness

Once upon a time a man who died and left an old woman, his wife. The woman went away to live with her son, the wife of this one and their daughter. Every day, the old woman was losing seen and heard. Sometimes the hands shook to him as much that the peas to the ground fell to him and the soup slipped off the plate. To his son and his daughter-in-law annoyed with her for all that one disorder and a day they said is enough. They prepared a small table in a corner for the old woman and she ate there. She watched them with tears in her eyes from the other corner of the dining room, but they almost didn´t speak to her during the meals.

One day before dinner, the daughter was seated in the ground playing with construction blocks. " What you are doing? " , his father asked to him. " I construct a small table for you and mama" , the girl said. " The day of tomorrow, when I´ll be an adult you will be able to eat in a corner."

The father and the mother kept in a deep silence during a while, and soon they lay down to cry. They had become conscious of the nature of its acts and the pain that they had caused. That one night they caused that the old woman occupied her site in the great table of dining room again, and from then it always ate with the rest of the family.