Wishes: Wishing Wells And Magic Pennies

I am not too sure exactly when this insane plan of mine took form. The day had started off innocently enough, me all snuggly in my pajamas, sitting down at the computer with the aroma of my first morning cup of coffee wafting upwards and tantalizing my nose. Everything was just as it is every morning, paradise away from the real world, me at home in my castle.

I hit the little computer button and took a first glorious sip of coffee as the screen popped up before me, sparked, sputtered and then went dark. I could hear my jaw hitting the floor. My heart did some kind of funny little twirl in my chest, then an amazing back-flip after which, it just seemed to stop. "Noooooooooooooooooo!" I could hear my voice scream, and suddenly the day didn't look so pleasant anymore.

So I naturally did what anyone else would do in the current situation, I desperately tried to shake life back into my already dead friend, all to no avail of course. My computer was gone. Toasted. Roasted. Never coming back again. Adios Amigo. Good-bye buddy.

I felt like crying! Actually sobbing hysterically would be much more likely to fit the description of my current mood.

I take another sip of coffee, let out a huge sigh, and sit down to stare into my now lifeless monitor. The cat jumps up on the desk beside me and hunkers herself down on the mouse-pad. She seems to sense that something is amiss, but always the intelligent beast that she is, she pretends that everything is as it should be and stares intently into the blank computer screen with me.

So there we sit.

It is at about this point when my man, my rock, my all encompassing source of comfort and security comes up behind me and says in a somewhat demanding voice, "I want bacon and eggs for breakfast today". Now I am not the world's sanest creature on a good day, but I think that it is right about this time that I finally lose it, over the edge I go.

I don't know if any of you have ever seen a man swallow a computer whole before; but I can tell you that it is really not a pretty sight. I then take another sip of coffee and shuffle my disheveled body out and away from the scene of the crime.

I can hear his confused voice mumbling behind me as I go, "What did I do? What did I do? You are insane, nuts, why do I put up with it? Honey what did I do?"

I'm amazed he can still talk. The cat is hiding under the computer desk.

Then here I am at the mall, still wearing my pajamas, throwing pennies one after the other into the wishing well. It wasn't what I intended to do today. But here I am. My pockets are bulging with my recently purchased pennies. I'm not talking twenty pennies, or even a hundred, I'm talking thousands of them. Each penny a magical little wish just waiting to happen.

In my new state of rationality I am viewing this as my big opportunity to change my destiny, or to perhaps get myself locked up, whichever happens first I guess. I'm not even too sure anymore which option I'd prefer? Either one right now sounds like a preferable option to going back home. I notice that I am gathering a crowd around me. I scowl at a little brown haired boy as he decides to nestle up closer to me. He enviously eyes my handful of precious pennies. I offer up a low throaty growl at him and he backs away.

I continue rhythmically tossing pennies into the wishing well. One old guy chuckles loudly and snorts out, "Lady I can make all your wishes come true". I'm wondering if he knows how close he is at this moment to the afterlife. And then it happens, I somehow get down to that last penny, my very last wish. My very last chance to make everything okay. I stare at it, but all I can think of is just one wish, and it isn't even a wish for me. I clench the penny tight in my hand, then release it high in the air as my mind chants my last wish, over and over again.

"Let kitty have all the kibbles her little heart desires. Let kitty have all the kibbles her little heart desires". The coin twirls in the air, then falls, ricochets off the side of the pond and falls somewhere off to the side of it.

There is silence in the mall. I mean complete and total silence.

No one moves. Everyone seems locked in the horror that is my lost last wish. Even the sarcastic old guy is looking at me to make sure that I am okay.

I stand there stunned. As I look around I actually begin to notice the crowd that I have gathered and the sympathatic looks that I am getting from them. One lady is wiping tears from her eyes, another is holding her heart, and it is all just too silly. I start giggling. It breaks the tension and sets the crowd off laughing.

So there at the mall we stand, a bunch of hysterical laughing fools one of which is still in her pyjamas, chuckling and giggling like little children. The brown haired boy is staring intently into the well, he seems mesmerized by the sheer number of magic pennies in it, he bends and picks up my lost wish. An old guy smiles at me, pats me on the back, and I smile back. I feel better now.

With a smile on my lips, I turn, and head off down the mall. In my head I'm trying to figure out if my charge card has enough left on it for a new computer. I'm pretty sure that it does. I'll just have to cut a few corners for the next month or two.

Now maybe its because my last wish, never had a chance to become a real wish, but I'm thinking that the first corner I cut will be Kitty's treats for the month. Sorry Kitty.

It is important to note that most pennies that are tossed into wishing wells are donated to local charities. They provide food for the hungry, shelter for the homeless, books and supplies for schools, and hope for those who have none. Kind of amazing what a little penny can do when you really stop and think about it.........

Every one of the copper pennies that you have tossed into wishing wells within your community generally go to support local charities. Those magical pennies feed puppies at your local S.P.C.A., they provide food for Food Banks, housing for the homeless, buses for Seniors and just so much more.

Those beautiful shiny pennies can provide computers, books and educational materials for those who might otherwise not have access to these very important learning tools. They can also provide hope where none might otherwise exist.

Never think that one penny can't make a difference because when that one little penny is added to another, and then another, it makes a tremendous impact! That one penny becomes ten pennies, and then a dollar, then a hundred dollars, a thousand and upwards from there. That one little penny has the ability to change the world.

Never stop believing in wishing wells and magic pennies ...... it's important!

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