UNE BELLE LECON de VIE

Le pot de Confiture !                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Une Une petite vieille est à la caisse d'une grande surface, où la caissière est occupée à pointer ses achats. Derrière elle, un "sale gamin", de neuf ou dix ans, pousse le caddie de sa mère dans les pieds de la dame âgée  ... Une fois, deux fois, trois fois ... 

La bonne vieille se retourne et demande au gamin d'arrêter. 
Le gosse continue volontairement, une fois, deux fois, trois fois ...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Alors au bout d'un moment, la vieille dame s'adresse à la mère  du gamin mal-élevé :                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 -   Pourriez-vous lui demander d'arrêter Madame, votre gosse me fait vraiment très mal   ...  
                                                                                                                                                                          - Non ! dit la mère, ma méthode d'éducation consiste à le laisser faire tout ce qu'il veut, sans interdits, pour qu'il prenne conscience tout seul du tort qu'il fait aux autres. C'est bien plus efficace ...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Derrière la mère et son fils, un jeune homme de 19 ans attend son tour, avec quelques courses ... Il a un pot de confiture à la main : 

Il dévisse calmement le pot de confiture et le déverse sur la tête de la mère du sale gosse.  La mère se retourne, furieuse ! L'ado la regarde en riant :                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             "- Voilà, dit-il,  moi j'ai été élevé comme votre fils et je me comporte donc comme je veux  !!! 

La petite vieille se retourne et dit à la caissière :  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       LE LE POT DE CONFITURE ... C'EST MOI QUI LE PAIE !!!