Jan 30, 2014

A Email

Subject: [Fwd: Class of '53 Newsletter - - Too Busy to Be a Friend]



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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:

Patsy said...

If only our schools were full of teachers like this.
Glad you are back blogging.

Heather{Our Life In a Click} said...

Great to see you back. This was beautiful!