Amish miracle
Updated: 2012-04-30 02:43:00
: Sunday , April 29, 2012 Amish miracle An Amish boy and his grandfather were visiting a mall . They were amazed by almost everything they saw , but especially by two shiny , silver walls that could move apart and back together again . The boy asked his grandfather , What is this , Grandpa The grandfather never having seen an elevator responded Son , I have never seen anything like this in my life , I don't know what it is . While the boy and his grandfather were watching wide-eyed , an old lady in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button . The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room . The walls closed and the boy and his grandfather watched small circles of lights with numbers above the walls light up . They continued to watch the circles
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