A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam.. He called his parents from San Francisco.. Mom and Dad, I’m coming home, but I’ve a favor to ask.. I have a friend I’d like to bring home with me.. Sure, they replied, we’d love to meet him..
There’s something you should know, the son continued, he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting.. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg.. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us..
I’m sorry to hear that, son.. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live..
No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us..
Son, said the father, you don’t know what you’re asking.. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us.. We have our own lives to live, and we can’t let something like this interfere with our lives.. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy.. He’ll find a way to live on his own..
At that point, the son hung up the phone.. The parents heard nothing more from him.. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police.. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told.. The police believed it was suicide..
The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son.. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn’t know, their son had only one arm and one leg…__
Thomas Edison tried two thousand different materials in search of a filament for the light bulb.. When none worked satisfactorily, his assistant complained, All our work is in vain.. We have learned nothing..
Edison replied very confidently, Oh, we have come a long way and we have learned a lot.. We know that there are two thousand elements which we cannot use to make a good light bulb..
One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well.. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.. Finally he decided the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.. He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him.. They all grabbed a shovel and begin to shovel dirt into the well.. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly..
Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down.. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.. With every shovel of dirt that fell on his back, the donkey was doing some thing amazing.. He would shake it off and take a step up.. As the farmer’s neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up..
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and totted off!..
#Moral: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt.. The trick is too not to get bogged down by it.. We can get out of the deepest wells by not stopping.. And by never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up!!.
When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood.. I remember well the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box..
I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it.. Then discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know..
“Information Please” could supply any body’s number and the correct time..
My first personal experience with this genie in the bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer..
The pain was terrible, but there didn’t seem to be any reason in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger., finally arriving at the stairway…
The telephone!. Quickly, I ran for the foot stool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing.. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear..
“Information Please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head. A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear..
I hurt my finger I wailed into the phone.. The tears came readily enough now that I had an audience..
Isn’t your mother home ? came the question..
No body’s home but me, I blubbered…
Are you bleeding ?. the voice asked..
No, I replied.. I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts..
Can you open your icebox ? she asked.. I said I could…
Then chip off a little piece of ice and hold it to your finger, said the voice..
After that, I called “Information Please” for everything.. I asked her for help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was.. She helped me with my math.. She told me my pet chipmunk, that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts..
Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary died.. I called “Information Please” and told her the sad story.. She listened, then said the usual things grown ups say to soothe a child.. But I was un-consoled. I asked her, Why is it that birds should sing so beautiful and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage ?.
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in..
Somehow I felt better..
Another day I was on the telephone. “Information Please.”.
“Information,” said the now familiar voice..
How do you spell fix ? I asked..
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. “Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall.. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.. Often, In moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy..
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle I had about half an hour or so between planes.. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now.. Then, without thinking what I was doing,, I dialed my hometown operator and said,, “Information, please.”
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well..
I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, Could you please tell me how to spell fix.?.
There was a long pause.. Then came the soft spoken answer, I guess your finger must have healed by now..
I laughed, So it’s really still you, I said. I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time..
I wonder, she said, if you know how much your calls meant to me.. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls..
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister..
Please do, she said.. Just ask for Sally…
Three months later I was back in Seattle.. A different voice answered, “Information.”
I asked for Sally. “Are you a friend?” she said.
Yes, a very old friend, I answered…
I’m sorry to have to tell you this, she said.. Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago… Before I could hang up she said, Wait a minute.. Did you say your name was Paul
Well, Sally left a message for you.. She wrote it down in case you called.. Let me read it to you. The note said, Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in.. He’ll know what I mean.
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant…
#Moral: Never underestimate the impression you may make on others….___
Successful people don’t sleep in.. They wake up early, ready to attack the day. How early ?. It can range from 4:30 AM..
for Apple CEO Tim Cook to around 5 AM.. for Xerox CEO Ursula Burns to former Procter & Gamble CEO A,G. Lafley’s 5:30 AM. wake up call.. Early risers have many advantages..
They tend to procrastinate less compared with people who stay up late at night.. People who wake up early are also less stressed, because instead of rushing out the door, they take time for themselves and prepare for their day.. Not a morning person ?. Gradually work on waking up early..
For instance, wake up 15 minutes earlier for a week and then 20 minutes for the next week, and keep going until you reach your goal wake-up time..
I typically get up, meditate for at least 10 minutes using an app called Headspace, and then give myself time to drink tea, eat breakfast, and catch up on social media..
It’s the one time of day I can be silent and allow my brain to relax before getting heavy into my day..
Anthony was a very lazy boy and always used to postpone things..
One day his father called him and made him understand the value of time that one should always do things on time.. Anthony promised his father that he would never postpone things..
One day, he came to know that he had won the first prize in a singing competition that was held the previous month.. He was asked to collect the prize the same day.. He didn’t care and went to collect the prize the next day.. But the prize became useless for him, as it was a ticket to a circus show, which was held the previous day….
One fine sunny day in winter, a grasshopper was basking in the warm sun..
But he was very hungry, as he had not eaten anything since last night..
So, he looked about to find something to soothe his hunger.. Suddenly, he saw few ants carrying grains into their hole..
He went up to the ants and asked humbly, Can you, please, spare few grains for me.. I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday.. So, I am almost starving to death..
One of the ants asked the grasshopper, What were you doing the whole summer ? Why didn’t you store up the food for the winter season ?. The grasshopper replied, Truly speaking, I spent all the summer singing songs and that’s why I couldn’t store anything..
The ant chucked out a smile and remarked, Then dance the winter away..
The grasshopper pulled a long face and walked away. So we say..