4-year-old calls stranger “old person” in store – then her mom is floored by his response

4-year-old calls stranger “old person” in store – then her mom is floored by his response

These days, we often forget about the elderly among us, which perhaps why so many old people live alone and are isolated. But just because a person turns 65 or retires doesn’t mean that they don’t have feelings or opinions.

And just because they’ve lived a long life, doesn’t mean they couldn’t use more friendship and love, too. Actually, it’s quite the opposite.

So, when we saw this story online, we just had to share it. It’s about four-year-old Norah. She called a stranger at a grocery store “old person” — and it changed both of their lives forever.

This is Tara Wood. She’s the mother of seven. When one of her children, Norah, turned four, she and Norah had a rather special experience together. Tara later felt compelled to share the story— and it went viral as soon as she posted it.

“The day before my daughter Norah’s fourth birthday, she foreshadowed a remarkable event.

I’d just picked her up from preschool when she cautioned me to mind the elderly person walking across the parking lot at a glacier’s pace.

She went on to explain that she has a soft spot for mature folks: ‘I like old peoples the best ‘cos they walk slow like I walk slow and they has soft skin like I has soft skin. They all gonna die soon so I’m gonna love ’em all up before they is died.’

Sure it got kinda weird and dark at the end there, but I liked where her heart was.

I was struck by her thoughtfulness and empathy and posted that quote as a status update on Facebook when we got home. I had no idea how much she really meant it.”

“The following day — her birthday — again on the way home from school, she asked if we could stop at the grocery store to buy celebratory cupcakes for her and her six siblings to enjoy after dinner.

How do you say ‘No’ to a birthday girl?”

“I popped Norah and her younger sister in one of those enormous and cumbersome grocery carts shaped like a car and headed toward the bakery. After we picked up the cupcakes, I stopped at a ‘Clearance’ shelf that caught my eye. While I was distracted picking up and then dismissing the bottles of almost expired Ranch dressing and cans of Ensure, Norah was busy standing up in the cart, excitedly waving and gleefully proclaiming, ‘Hi old person! It’s my birfday today!’

The man was elderly, stone-faced, and furrow-browed. However, before I could ‘Shush’ her for calling him an ‘old person’ or ask the Earth to swallow me whole, he stopped and turned to her.

If he was troubled by my no-filter-having child, he didn’t show it. His expression softened as he replied, ‘Well hello little lady! And how old are you today?’

They chatted for a few minutes, he wished her ‘Happy Birthday,’ and we went our separate ways.”

“A few minutes later, she turned to me and asked, ‘Can I take a picture with the old man for my birfday?’ It was the cutest thing ever and, although I wasn’t sure if he’d oblige, I told her we’d certainly ask.

We found the man a couple of aisles over and I approached him. ‘Excuse me, sir? This is Norah and she’d like to know if you’d take a photo with her for her birthday?’

His expression rapidly morphed from confused to stunned to delighted.

He took a step back, steadied himself on his shopping cart, and placed his free hand on his chest. ‘A photo? With me?’ he asked.

‘Yes, suh, for my birfday!’ Norah pleaded.

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