“I Think You Are Wonderful”

Dear Reader:

I love the thought behind this little story so I selected it for you today.

You are Wonderful

The following true story captured my heart. It happened several years ago in the Paris opera house. A famous singer had been contracted to sing, and ticket sales were booming. In fact, the night of the concert found the house packed and every ticket sold. The feeling of anticipation and excitement was in the air as the house manager took the stage and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your enthusiastic support. I am afraid that due to illness, the man whom you’ve all come to hear will not be performing tonight.

However, we have found a suitable substitute we hope will provide you with comparable entertainment.” The crowd groaned in disappointment and failed to hear the announcer mention the stand-in’s name. The environment turned from excitement to frustration.

The stand-in performer gave the performance everything he had. When he had finished, there was nothing but an uncomfortable silence. No one applauded. Suddenly, from the balcony, a little boy stood up and shouted, “Daddy, I think you are wonderful!” The crowd broke into thunderous applause.

We all need people in our lives who a are willing to stand up once in a while and say, “I think you are wonderful. “

So until tomorrow….Chapel of Hope blog readers...”I think you are wonderful!”

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

*And something wonderful did happen Sunday before I left! There has been a large branch caught far up on my one and only pine tree left in the front yard (since Hugo) near the den and driveway. It was way too high for anyone to reach without very expensive professional help. For at least two years storms have come and gone and the large branch (that looks like it has been hanging from a thread) has stayed secure.

The doorbell rang around 4:30 Sunday afternoon, after I had returned home from Mt. Pleasant and was working on blogs in my back office. It was Luke. He was so excited and he pointed to the front yard…just a few feet from where my car was parked…the branch had finally fallen! I can’t believe I didn’t hear it and that I didn’t pull any further in or the branch would have hit the car! But Hallelujah and thank you Luke for disposing of it for me.

Luke, “I think you are wonderful!” 


About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to “I Think You Are Wonderful”

  1. bcparkison says:

    Love the story.To someone we are all wonderful. Our goal is to remain that way. do you know about the little book Balcony People by Joyce Landorf. Look for it.


  2. What a great story. When children speak from the heart, they put us adults to shame. My son once stood up in a stadium, and upon seeing Big Bird hiding before he came on stage, my three year old screamed, Big Bird I love you. Then real pandemonium. I did not realize the depths of his love for that character. To think that children do not understand love and the need for it by all of us is ridiculous. I just flowed with his joyful love for that giant yellow bird. Today, his daughter gave birth to my sixth grandchild and oh how I wish Mac was alive to hold this beauty named after him. I can just hear him shout, I love you, Malachi Dewayne. Great post, but then every one of your post brings me joy in some way, from stories to pictures of trees and grandkids. Thanks.


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