Letter from Grandma
Grandma is eighty-eight years old and still drives her own car. She writes:
Dear Grand-daughter, The other day I went up to our local book store and bought a ‘Honk if you love Beerwah’ bumper sticker.
Boy, am I glad I did; what an uplifting experience that followed. I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost in thought, and I didn’t notice that the light had changed.
It is a good thing someone else loves Beerwah because if he hadn’t honked, I’d never have noticed.
I found that lots of people love Beerwah!
I just leaned out my window and started waving and smiling at all those loving people. I even honked my horn a few times to share in the love!
There must have been a man from Caloundra back there because I heard him yelling something about a sunny beach.
I saw another guy waving in a funny way with only his middle finger stuck up in the air.
I asked my young teenage grandson in the back seat what that meant. He said it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something.
Well, I have never met anyone from Hawaii , so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign right back.
My grandson burst out laughing.
Why even he was enjoying this religious experience!!
A couple of the people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got out of their cars and started walking towards me.
This is when I noticed the light had changed.
So, grinning, I waved at all my local neighbours, and drove on through the intersection.
I noticed that I was the only car that got through the intersection before the light changed, so I slowed the car down, leaned out the window and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign one last time as I drove away.
Will write again soon,
Love,,,, grandma..
Contributed by Sadsak
