Subject: [Fwd: Class of '53 Newsletter - - Too Busy to Be a
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When I
received this and read it, it brought a smile and tear to
my
eyes. It
only takes a minute to read -
enjoy and think of The Class of '53
who are still with
us.
Tippy
Too
Busy for a Friend
One day a teacher asked her students to list
the
names of the other students in the room on two
sheets of paper,
leaving
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
the papers.
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 that 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 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 math
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, obviously
waiting to speak
with his
teacher. 'We want to show you something,' his
father said, taking a
wallet out of his pocket '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'
That's when 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 that life will end one day. And we don't
know when that one
day
will be.
So please, tell the people you love and care
for,
that they are special and important. Tell them,
before it is too
late.
And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Forward
this
message on. If you do not send it, you will have,
once again
passed up
the wonderful opportunity to do something nice and
beautiful. If
you've
received this, it is because someone cares for you
and it means
there is
probably at least someone for whom you care.If
you're 'too busy'
to take
those few minutes right now to forward this
message on, would this be
the VERY first time you didn't do that little
thing that would make a
difference in your
relationships?
"When the power of love overcomes the love of
power, the
world will know peace." ~ Jimi
Hendrix
May God bless and protect you, the USA, and help
you to make wise
decisions.
2 comments:
If only our schools were full of teachers like this.
Glad you are back blogging.
Great to see you back. This was beautiful!
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