Today LittleZabba and I were talking about the 10 commandments. I confessed to her that as a child I broke the 8th commandment: Thou Shalt Not Steal. Here is the story. (I think my Mom already knows this, but if not…well…sorry Mom.)
My Mom and I took a lot of walks. One day we walked to Revco, our local drugstore. I can’t remember why we were there, but I know that I was fascinated with the chocolate at the counter. I saw the little chocolate coin bags. They looked so fun and shiny and I wanted one. I thought my Mom wouldn’t get it for me, so I decided to steal it. However, I was smart enough to know that I wouldn’t get far with a bag of coins in my pocket, so I ripped a tiny hole in the netting and carefully slipped out a coin. I hid in the back of the store while I ate it. It was so good I went back for more. I didn’t want to draw attention to the bag by having too many missing, so I chose another bag and ripped a hole in that one and took another coin. This continued until my Mom was done shopping and it was time to go.
I don’t think I ever got caught. I felt guilty, but not guilty enough to confess…until now. Maybe I should go buy some chocolate coins and take them to my local drugstore and place them on the counter, to repay my debt.