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Five Great Lessons II

velvett

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originally posted by Pink...

(some things are worth repeating)


FIVE GREAT LESSONS

Most Important Lesson:

During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions,until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?" Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. "Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say 'hello'." I've never forgotten that lesson. I learned her name was Dorothy.


Second Important Lesson:

Pickup in the rain one night, at 11:30 PM, an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxi cab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached. It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others." Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.


Third Important Lesson: Always remember those who serve.

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy entered a hotel 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?" he asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied." The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see? He couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.


Fourth Important Lesson: The Obstacle in Our Path

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon
approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand. Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.


Fifth Important Lesson: Giving When it Counts

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes, I'll do it if it will save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?" Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her. You see, after all, understanding and attitude, are everything.
 
velvett said:
Fifth Important Lesson: Giving When it Counts

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes, I'll do it if it will save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?" Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her. You see, after all, understanding and attitude, are everything.
I remember reading that in one of those Chicken Soup books. I started crying when it got to the part where the kid thought he'd die. The people around me started laughing. Thanks for that memory.
 
Great stuff
 
velvett said:
Fourth Important Lesson: The Obstacle in Our Path

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon
approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand. Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.

So true.

Great thread.
 
velvett said:
originally posted by Pink...

(some things are worth repeating)


FIVE GREAT LESSONS


No European swallows this cookie-dough.

Too sentimental, too hypothetical, too juicy...

In my high school teachers had these weekly´s, that had a similar moralistic anecdotes. One was always read at the beginning of the first lesson of the day. People ALWAYS ripped them to shreds calling BS and hypocrisy etc etc

I do know that snobs, in the high horsed arrogant way, do not usually become rich. The majority of rich people I know are peasants´ sons born with a brain- by I suppose genetic chance- who have the rare combination of the work ethic of a farmer or miner or other labourer (who is NOT syndicalised mind you) and a completely functioning brain.

De Qlerck, about the richest guy in Belgium, a billionaire, quit school at 14 and had a poor dad. He worked his ass off and started a carpet business, for year upon year, paying a bit more than normal workers wage and hiring only "farmers sons from the south of West-Flanders"- Which narrows his target work force down to a very small group.

His explanation- they WANT to work. They were born to work and were told it from birth. You don´t tell them to work overtime- you tell them to go home already or they won´t. The guy never spent a penny on himself until he was middle aged and it known for telling people to turn off the light when they leave a room in his house and close the fridge door already.

His grandson studies in my town. He´s drunk most the time, drives new Porsches and has a big penthouse. From what I heard he´s self righteous, dimwitted, notoriously lazy and arrogant. He gets laid a lot. He´s just snatched a hottie called Chloe from a great guy I know (not poor either, girls just stepping the stairs :rolleyes: )

This is how most "dynasties" go- Earn, inherit, blow.
the first guy has the idea and works his ass off without a sense of entitlement. The second guy knows his father and what he did and where it all came from and will maintain it. The third guy thinks he just happens to be born with all this since God likes him so much, and sits back letting it all run away.

Nobody gets rich by spitting on labourers.
 
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