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> Six Great Lessons - The Important Things Life Teaches You...
> 1 ~ Most Important Question
> During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop
> I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until
> 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.
> 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 also learned her name was Dorothy.
> ~ 2 ~ 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 rainstorm. 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 taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry!
> She wrote down his address, thanked him and drove away. 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."
> Mrs. Nat King Cole
> ~ 3 ~ Always remember those who serve
> In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy
> 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?"
> "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 a bit
> "Thirty-five cents," she said brusquely.
> The little boy again counted the coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream,"
> he said.
> The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked
> The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed.
> When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then
> swallowed hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty
> dish, were two nickels and five pennies - her tip.
> ~ 4 ~ 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
> around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but
> did anything about getting the big stone out of the way.
> Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. On 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. As 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 others never understand. Every obstacle presents an opportunity
> to improve one's condition.
> ~ 5 ~ Giving Blood
> Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at Stanford 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 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
> As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister. He looked
> up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die
> right away?"
> Being young, the boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going
> to have to give his sister all of his blood.
> Smile, it's free!
> DIMITRI & MERI.
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