Subject: TGIF......... Date: Fri, 15 May 1998 113032 -0500 (CDT) From: "Roy L. Beavers" <rbeavers@llion.org> To: emfguru@hotmail.com -------------------------------------------------- Bonnie Mathis (a neighbor here in Lebanon, MO, and a member of our group) sent these....... Roy Beavers (EMFguru) rbeavers@llion.org..............http://www.feb.se/EMF-L/EMF-L.html ................................It is better to light a single candle ... than to curse the darkness............................................... Hi! I thought these were cute, and some touched my heart. Hope you enjoy them as much as I did. Love Bonnie > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > "The Most Caring Child" > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was > asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most > caring child. > The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor > was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. > Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's > yard, > climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. > When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, > the little boy said, "Nothing ... I just helped him cry." > > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > "Two Nickels and Five Pennies" > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > When an ice cream sundae cost much less, a boy entered a coffee shop > and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. > "How much is an ice cream sundae?" "Fifty cents," replied the > waitress. > The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number > of coins in it. "How much is a dish of plain ice cream?" he inquired. > Some people were now waiting for a table, and the waitress was > impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she said angrily. The little boy > again counted the coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream." The > waitress brought the ice cream and walked away. The boy finished, paid > the cashier, and departed. When the waitress came back, she swallowed > hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, > were two nickels and five pennies -- her tip. > > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > "What It Means to Be Adopted" > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture > of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different color hair > than the other family members. One child suggested that he was > adopted and a little girl named Jocelynn Jay said, "I know all about > adoptions because I was adopted." "What does it mean to be adopted?" > asked another child. "It means," said Jocelynn, > "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy." > > > > ~~~~~~~~ > "Barney" > ~~~~~~~~ > A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up. As the doctor > looked down her ears with an otoscope, he asked, > "Do you think I'll find Big Bird in here?" The little girl stayed > silent. > Next, the doctor took a tongue depressor and looked down her throat. > He asked, "Do you think I'll find the Cookie Monster down there?" > Again, the little girl was silent. > Then the doctor put a stethoscope to her chest. As he listened > to her heart beat, he asked, "Do you think I'll hear Barney in here?" > "Oh, no!" the little girl replied. > "Jesus is in my heart. Barney's on my underpants." > > > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > "Discouraged?" > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > As I was driving home from work one day, I stopped to watch a local > Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my > home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-baseline, > I asked one of the boys what the score was. > "We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile. > "Really," I said. "I have to say you don't look very discouraged." > "Discouraged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face. > "Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet." > > > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > "Roles And How We Play Them" > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in my life, I stop and think > about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school > play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though > she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, > I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, > eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what Mum," he shouted, > and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: > "I've been chosen to clap and cheer!" > Cheerio.......Let's all "clap and cheer!"....... .......After all ... "We haven't been up to bat yet....." [guru] Archive provided courtesy of WaveGuide, http://www.wave-guide.org Reprinted with permission of Roy Beavers, http://www.feb.se/EMF-L/EMF-L.html