I am encouraged to submit my second ghost story to YGS, since people have been very kind regarding my first submission titled, "Eldon House Shoes". This submission is not the same level of encounter by far and some may even discount it completely. I will let you decide on that. This took place in London, Ontario.
My mother died May 2007. I shared executorship of her estate. After her interment I was making arrangements for a headstone. I went to the cemetery to take a picture of my father's headstone, since I wanted one that was of the same style for my mother's grave. My father's gravesite was close to where my mother was buried. When I looked over to her grave I noticed that the tree over it was in flower. I took a picture of it as well.
To take the photos I used my, work supplied, Blackberry.
My teenage daughter was with me as I was taking her to her afternoon shift summer job a little later on. By the time I had finished my business at the cemetery it was well after lunch time. I said to her that we could have lunch anywhere she wanted to go. She chose McDonald's, as we never go there. I chose not to eat.
While she ate I was leaning close to the table across from her and my open over shirt pocket was hanging against the table. In that pocket was my Blackberry. My daughter announced to me, "Dad, your Blackberry is ringing". I said that it wasn't but she said no, she could feel it vibrating through the table. I took it out to show her that it was not ringing.
To my surprise, when I looked at it, the phone was no longer in English. It had changed languages to Dutch. I thought that perhaps I leaned on it and accidentally changed the language to Dutch. I then attempted to change it back.
I can't remember the exact steps but it was something like this. Maximize the panel, go to Tools, then Options, then Languages, and then scroll through until you find the language you want. Select the language. It then asks if you are sure and then you press Enter and then Save, and then back out of this, back to the main screen.
While it is remotely possible that I leaned on the phone repeatedly and scrolled to just the right options and then selected them with further leanings and gyrations it is extremely unlikely. Considering that my parents are Dutch, to scroll to just that language also defies the odds by a very, very long way.
When alive, my mother could barely program a VCR so I am not sure how she would have manipulated my Blackberry. I do, however, believe that she or my father had something to do with it.
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