Ginger

The Tale of a Boy and His Pumpkin….

This tale begins on a brisk October evening in the year 2007.

A 10 year old boy was given a pumpkin. He cherished this pumpkin. He would hold this pumpkin and run his fingers along the ridges of the pumpkin. He was very mindful of the responsibility of caring for his pumpkin.

At one point the pumpkin disappeared. This boy’s mother thought the pumpkin had gone the way of all the previous pumpkins that entered the front door. It was rusticating in the back yard in some huge pile of leaves in the hopes of new pumpkins growing the following year.

This was not the case.

January of 2008, the mother went in to the boy’s room to help he and his brother clean. Lo and behold, sitting atop the boys dresser, was the pumpkin. The mother carried the pumpkin out of the room in disbelief. She thought, wrongly according to her family, that pumpkins did not belong in the bedroom. The pumpkin disappeared so the mother assumed the father took care of the pumpkin this time.

She was wrong.

May of 2008 roles around and Mom must storm the room again to offer encouragement and guidance in properly cleaning and putting away of personal items. This time some adjustments had been made to the room and the beds had gone from being simple bunk beds to loft beds. Mom walks around the corner, ducks, which is impressive considering she is all ready short, and looks straight into the orange ribbed face of that pumpkin. Aghast! Mom removes the pumpkin to the kitchen, yet again. This pumpkin is still firm to the touch. No soft spots. She was quite amazed at the pumpkins resilience to survive. She was cajoled into allowing the boy to keep his pumpkin.

Provided, the boy would bring his pumpkin out of the room upon its first signs of …….death, the boy could keep the pumpkin on his bookshelf.

September of 2008………….

It is with a heavy heart that we wish to announce the imminent demise of the pumpkin. The funeral will be held tomorrow where the pumpkin will be placed in the ground. We are hoping for future pumpkins to carry on this noble line.

The boy and his pumpkin would like to thank those who were supportive in convincing his mother to allow him to keep his pumpkin. YOU know who you are……….

The boy and his pumpkin…..

Addendum:

This is not to imply that the mom never goes into the room.  She does nightly.  He hid the pumpkin that well until he got permission to finally keep the pumpkin.

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September 4, 2008 - Posted by | Just Life

9 Comments »

  1. I am so sorry for your loss. I hope a new pumpkin will be able to fill the void in your heart, as well as the void in your room.

    Comment by Applie | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  2. He will always be remembered. As you share your memories of his life and how he lived it to the fullest, may you find comfort in knowing the deep sympathy felt for you and your family. We will miss him.

    Comment by Diana | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  3. Funny.

    Comment by TheDeeZone | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  4. My condolences on your loss. May you find comfort in the knowledge that the pumpkin is completing the circle of life.

    Comment by Elaine | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  5. I’m very sorry to hear of Mr Punkin’s passing…I will pray that Mr Punkin grows at least a hundred more pumpkins for you to keep and decorate your room with! I will help you talk Ma into letting you keep ALL of them!!! 😀 HUGS!

    Comment by Heather | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  6. My deepest sympathies. The Pumpkin will be remembered well for the joy that it gave the boy (and apparently other members of your family, unbeknownst to you. 😛 )

    Comment by Tresses | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  7. Thank you ladies….he is eating this up….LOL.

    He said thank you…..

    Comment by gingerporter | September 4, 2008 | Reply

  8. I am so sorry for your loss. But, oh boy, what a life that there punkin did live. I hope the next pumikin in your life leads as good of a life as the now deceased pumkin has.

    Comment by Bobbie | September 6, 2008 | Reply

  9. Bob, OH BOY! That was one hardy pumpkin!
    I hope it grows many more for you. (((Robbie)))

    Comment by MissPlacedAlaskan | September 6, 2008 | Reply


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