Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    A Father's Gift: Stories From Our Past
    A Father's Gift: Stories From Our Past
    A Father's Gift: Stories From Our Past
    Ebook44 pages43 minutes

    A Father's Gift: Stories From Our Past

    By M.E. Cardona

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    "The Lost Children" is a true story about two kids who wander too far from home. "The Brave Peasant" is a legendary figure of a small town who stood up to the oppression of his people. "A Son's Love" tells of a son and his desperate search to find his father during a winter storm. "A Silent Killer" is about the tragic aftermath of a small town after a pandemic hits and a brave woman who tries to save her family. This and many more are included here in this collection of personal short stories.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherM.E. Cardona
    Release dateAug 29, 2012
    ISBN9781476493350
    A Father's Gift: Stories From Our Past
    Author

    M.E. Cardona

    Mother of five beautiful children. Born in Mexico and came to Texas, where I met my husband and married. I make artisan jewelry in my spare time and sell them at local swap meets. And I love to tell stories.

    Related to A Father's Gift

    Titles in the series (1)

    View More
    View More

    Related ebooks

    Genealogy & Heraldry For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      The History Before Us

      Jan 21, 2019

      The History Before Us
      10 min read

    • Article

      Songs In The Key Of Life

      Dec 4, 2023

      They were two couples, lifelong friends. The wife of one had been dead a few months and the husband of the other had just died, and now they sat together at her dining room table. She asked for advice about the death notice; he had firm ideas about w

      2 min read

    • Article

      Another Year From Hell

      Jan 16, 2021

      THE year 1986 was a pivotal one in South African history. It was the year of the vigilante, the year of the necklace – but also the year the talking began. Drawing on newspaper articles, memoirs, and little-known histories, William Dicey presents a c

      4 min read

    • Article

      The Keeper Of Stories

      May 27, 2022

      The Keeper Of Stories
      13 min read

    • Article

      Another Year From Hell

      Jan 16, 2021

      Another Year From Hell
      4 min read

    • Article

      A Warning To The Fortean

      Jul 14, 2022

      A Warning To The Fortean
      9 min read

    • Article

      Ben Okri

      Apr 25, 2022

      Ben Okri
      5 min read

    • Article

      Homage to Mkhulu

      May 27, 2022

      Homage to Mkhulu
      4 min read

    • Article

      1986 – Another Year From Hell

      Jan 16, 2021

      1986 – Another Year From Hell
      4 min read

    • Article

      Casting The Runes

      Feb 25, 2021

      “I was interested in magic and witchcraft and things like that from an early age,” says Dave Arthur. “Twelve or so. Dennis Wheatley’s novels… I read those. The Devil Rides Out, To the Devil a Daughter, The Ka of Gifford Hillary. Occult novels fascina

      19 min read

    • Article

      Messages Of Hope

      Jun 22, 2022

      Messages Of Hope
      5 min read

    • Article

      Our heroes’ Watery Grave

      Mar 21, 2024

      Our heroes’ Watery Grave
      3 min read

    • Article

      Your LETTERS

      Nov 12, 2021

      Your LETTERS
      7 min read

    • Article

      Where Ghosts Linger

      May 28, 2021

      Where Ghosts Linger
      10 min read

    • Article

      Letters From W. S. Merwin

      Mar 25, 2019

      Letters From W. S. Merwin
      5 min read

    • Article

      Mother Of The White Angel Jungle

      Jul 6, 2021

      Mother Of The White Angel Jungle
      7 min read

    • Article

      Before 1959, And After

      Jan 22, 2018

      Before 1959, And After
      5 min read

    • Article

      An Elephant Called Satani

      Nov 18, 2022

      An Elephant Called Satani
      7 min read

    • Article

      A Year From Hell

      Jan 16, 2021

      A Year From Hell
      3 min read

    • Article

      The Resister

      Feb 23, 2018

      The Resister
      6 min read

    • Article

      A History of Killing Sparrows

      Oct 15, 2021

      A History of Killing Sparrows
      12 min read

    • Article

      Dear Paul

      May 14, 2021

      Dear Paul
      9 min read

    • Article

      The Happiest Man On Earth

      Nov 5, 2020

      We were a big loving family. I was born in 1920 in Leipzig, Germany. My father, Isidore, and mum, Lina, had me soon after they married, followed by my sister, Johanna – Henni for short. Proud of our country, we considered ourselves German first, and

      6 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for A Father's Gift

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      A Father's Gift - M.E. Cardona

      Foreword

      My father, Raul Valdez Perez, was born January 26, 1921. He was a hard-working man, despite his many obstacles in life, like losing his father at a young age. He eventually married and had a great family of his own, which produced thirty plus grand-children and many great-grandchildren. He died in 1995 at the age of 74. What I remember most about him was that he was always happy and had a sense of humor which constantly had everyone laughing. And he was a great storyteller too. I know many of his stories were lost with his passing, but the majority have been included here, as well as others that pertain to the Valdez family. I wish he were still with us so that his stories could have been told verbatim. But they are recounted here with the invaluable guidance of my mother, and the missing details that completed these stories were written and edited by my eldest son. These sixteen tales you are about to read have been passed down for several generations and now with this book I hope they’ll remain in our family and yours for many more to come. Enjoy!

      *************

      The Lost Children

      A true story from my native hometown. My family and I would often visit this old tombstone out in the middle of the valley. People gathered there and placed flowers and candles upon a small grave, some families would even picnic near the area. Everyone knew the sad tale behind the grave and it would be retold countless times as a warning to the children of Rosita...

      All the children in town often gathered in the dusty streets and played together every afternoon. Their mothers went about their daily rituals, neglectful of their children. But there was nothing for them to worry about. Everyone in town knew each other. And there were hardly any crimes committed in those days. That late afternoon all the kids had run off in different directions, playing hide and seek. Two brothers, the oldest was six years old, the youngest four. The oldest brother was always protective of his younger brother and even as they played, he would hold his brother’s hand. The sun set and it was to be a darker night than usual, the moon wouldn’t be visible that night. All the moms came outside to the dusty streets and called out to their children, it was time for dinner. One mother waited several minutes for her two sons to appear, but then she started yelling into the empty, dark streets. There was no response. All the kids had gone home. Her two sons were nowhere to be found. She frantically screamed to her neighbors for help. The townspeople quickly sent out search parties, desperate to find the two little boys. The people carried torches as they ventured further into the valley, where wolves and mountain lions roamed freely. The desperate mother waited patiently hugging her husband. But on that moonless night there was no sign of them, no footprints to follow, no clues left as to what direction the two boys were headed. They had to wait for the sun to rise again to resume the search. Meanwhile, the two brothers held hands as they walked together trying to find their way home. When night came, the oldest brother huddled with his younger brother, crying his eyes out. The howls and hoots that echoed in the wild were frightening him.

      The next morning the two brothers kept on walking. They had gone too far into the wilderness that even on the second day of

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1