I. Grandpa Fred’s Problem
Grandpa Fred couldn't see
Christmas. He said so himself. When Mom and Dad dragged the Christmas boxes
down from the attic, Grandpa Fred shook his head sadly. "I just can't see Christmas," he
said.
Sarah and Petey worried about
Grandpa Fred. What could be wrong with
his eyes?
"Look, Grandpa!" called Sarah.
"Mom has the lights on the Christmas tree!"
"Look, Grandpa !" shouted
Petey. "Dad put the star on the
Christmas tree. It's blinking on and
off!"
Grandpa Fred kept looking at his
newspaper. "I just can't see
Christmas," he muttered.
Petey followed Sarah into her
room. "I'm awfully worried about
Grandpa," Sarah said. She took a
baby doll from her cradle and smoothed its blanket.
"What are we going to do?"
Petey asked. "Christmas is only one
week away!" He picked up Sarah's
white teddy bear and tossed it into the air as he thought.
"Say, maybe his glasses are the
wrong prescription," Sarah said.
Petey pushed up his own
glasses. “Maybe if he had new glasses,
Grandpa could see Christmas!”
Sarah and Petey raced
downstairs. "Grandpa," Sarah
said. "You need to get new
glasses!"
"Yeah," Petey added. "Your glasses are the wrong
prescription."
Grandpa Fred took his glasses
off. He held them away from his face and
squinted at them. Then he rubbed them
against his flannel shirt. "No,
Sarah, Petey, my glasses are just fine.
I got this new pair before...right before your Grandma Susie died."
"Well, maybe the doctor gave
you the wrong glasses," Petey suggested.
"Why can't you see Christmas?"
"I think I'll go for a
walk," Grandpa Fred said suddenly.
"Oh, can we go with you?"
Sarah begged. "We can look at the
Christmas lights!"
"No!" He pulled on his
coat and cap and quickly left.
"I still say he needs new
glasses," Petey insisted.
"Well, let's get him
some!" Sarah said. "Tomorrow,
after school."
Coming tomorrow: A Visit With Dr. Chang
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