-----Original Message----- Date: Tuesday, January 25, 2000 10:08 PM Subject: Thoughts to help us grow >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." > >*********** >What It Means to Be Adopted > >Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing >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 said, "I know all about adoptions because I >was adopted." "What does it mean to be adopted?" asked another >child. "It means," said the girl, "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 there?" > >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-base line, 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 Mom," he shouted, and then said those words >that will remain a lesson to me: > >"I've been chosen to clap and cheer." > >*********** > >A Lesson In Heart > >A lesson in "heart" is my little, 10 year old >daughter, Sarah, who was born with a muscle >missing in her foot and wears a brace >all the time. She came home one beautiful >spring day to tell me she had competed in "field day" - > that's where they have lots of races and other >competitive events. Because of her leg support, >my mind raced as I tried to think of encouragement >for my Sarah, things I could say to her about not letting >this get her down - but before I could get a word out, >she said "Daddy, I won two of the races!" > >I couldn't believe it! And then Sarah said, "I had an >advantage." > >Ah. I knew it. I thought she must have been given a >head start...some kind of physical advantage. But >again, before I could say anything, she said, > >"Daddy, I didn't get a head start... My advantage was >I had to try harder!" >********** >GOD >An Eyewitness Account from New York City, on a cold day in >December...(Wishfully, this is the kind of thing that would happen >frequently, everywhere...) .A little boy about 10 years old was standing >before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the >window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the boy and said, "My >little fellow, why are you looking so earnestly in that window?" "I was >asking God to give me a pair of shoes," was the >boys reply. The lady took him by the hand and went into the store >and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She >then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly >brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the >store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and >dried them with a towel. >By this time the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon >the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes. She tied up the >remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on >the head and said, "No doubt, my little fellow, you feel more >comfortable now?" As she turned to go, the astonished lad caught her by >the hand, and looking up in her face, with tears his eyes, answered the >question with these words: > >"Are you God's Wife?" _______ To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to [EMAIL PROTECTED] "Eat the hay & spit out the sticks! - A#1's mule" RTKB&G4JC! http://rangernet.org Autoresponder: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
