Whilst sitting still... calmly pondering my week’s thoughts along with its possible theme, I was interrupted by a very good friends email..... Reading it, I knew instantly divine intervention had waited, happily steering me towards my next wonderful message and although the message is the same I have edited it slightly, adding fresh ideas and views appropriately...
One day a teacher asked her students to list on two sheets of paper the names of the other students in the room, asking them to remember and leave a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in their paper. That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling.
'Really?' she heard whispered... 'I never knew I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another.
That particular group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin. As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her.
'Were you Mark's maths teacher?' He asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.'
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there waiting to speak with his teacher.
‘We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket he continued 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.' Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.
'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark treasured it.'
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.’ Chuck’s wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.'
'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary'
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: 'I think we all saved our lists'
At this point the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget life will end one day. No one knows when that day will be. So please, tell the people you love and care for, they're special and that they are very important. Tell them, before it's too late.
One Way To Accomplish This Is: Try where possible to reiterate this message, forward it on. If you don’t send it, you may once again have possibly passed up a wonderful opportunity to do something nice and beautiful. The more people you share this with; will enable us all to better reach out to those you care about.
Remember the old saying, you may reap what you sow.
What you put into the lives of others comes back into your own. I will never tire of this message and for those that read my Blog regularly... you will know and understand from its birth throughout its development, I've always tried to put that special message across.... it’s so very important that we take on board the words, meanings and thoughts behind this powerful, and beautiful message... I’ve always felt that trying ones best to instil positivity into someone else’s very soul, is the way forward.
Having previously shared these thoughts... sadly I’m aware; it’s not always possible to inspire each and every human being. There are a few of us living in this sphere who for one reason or another, mistrust. These individuals feel other people don’t do anything for nothing and they go on to refuse to accept another’s generosity thinking the very worst of that person without any real reason or just cause.... I’m afraid it’s their loss, sometimes we have to take that risk or we may go on to live a life full of insecurities and what if’s....I’ll quickly add, It doesn’t mean you have to trust everyone you meet in life that would be silly, we all know not everyone deserves our trust and loyalty... Fortunately most of us are blessed with an inner instinct or radar to help us decide who’s right for us and who’s not, all I’m trying to say is... try not to be rigid in your thinking, keep an open mind and especially try not to be too quick to judge... very often you will be pleasantly surprised.
My other thought of course, is my recent proposal from the greatest man on this planet.... We're very happy and would like to thank everyone for their wonderful cards, flowers and good wishes.... A fabulous wedding is going to take place in a beautiful location... Doug and I are looking forward to sharing our very special day with family and close friends.......
Before I close let me write my wish for all of you.... I sincerely hope we all have a lot less 'snow and ice' so that the country can get back to normal.... I know some of you love this snow... *smile* but come on, enough is enough.... Till next time Mwah :) xxxx
I know without reading or researching any further that for someone to become a writer... above all, they must have vision wrapped around imagination and be passionately obsessed with total commitment... I’ve no doubt I possess these qualities and hopefully much, much more.
