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sharing some thoughts

kindness like a towel is needed once, if you have to wait for it you won't need it.

in literature as in love we are astonished at what is chosen by others

as water reflects the face, so does a man's heart reflect the man

there is no outward sign of profound courtesy that does not rest on a deep moral foundation

to let a fool kiss you is stupid: to let a kiss fool you is worse

**************elsie kumi

french lessons

father: I see you are very good in french
girl: yes Paapa
father: then what is the French word for farm?
girl: Le farmours
father: what of stomach
girl: le stomachs
father: good gracious
the girl thinking that the father was asking for the french word for good gracious replied "good gracious is"

************** datleresia larkai

 
 

THINK ABOUT HOW YOU TREAT PEOPLE

A story was told of a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco, "Mum and Dad, I am finally coming home but I have a favour to ask for. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me". "Sure" they replied, "we'd like to meet him".
"There's something you should know" the son continued. "He was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go and I want him to come and live with us". "I am sorry to hear that son, we could help him find somewhere else to live", the dad said.
"No Dad, I want him to live with us". The mum retorted, "you do not know what you are asking for son, we can not allow someone with such a handicap to interfere with our lives. Such a person would be a terrible burden on us. Forget about this guy. He will find a way to live on his own."

At this stage the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing from him until a few days later when they were called by the San Francisco police. Their son had died, apparently having committed suicide by falling from a building. The grief stricken parents got there only to realise that their son had only one leg and one arm.

How often don't we behave like the parents in the story. We find it easy to love those who are good looking and 'perfect'. We are always eager to run far away from those who we think are not as beautiful, or smart or 'perfect' like we are. But in treating others we must think of how we want others to treat us. Everybody is not 'perfect' in a certain way.

***********dora asante
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