If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight.
If a child lives with fear, he learns to be apprehensive.
If a child lives with jealousy, he learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement, he learns to be confident.
If a child lives with praise, he learns to be appreciative.
If a child lives with acceptance, he learns to love.
If a child lives with approval, he learns to like himself.
Thoughts on Motherhood
-- Author Unknown
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby... that somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "normal" is history.
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct... that somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
Somebody said being a mother is boring... that somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.
The Empty Hand
-- Author Unknown
Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class a fun assignment -- to draw a picture of something for which they were thankful.
Most of the class might be considered economically disadvantaged, but still many would celebrate the holiday with turkey and other traditional goodies of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the subjects of most of her student's art. And they were.
A Walk Down Memory Lane
-- Author Unknown
A little house with three bedrooms and one car on the street,
A mower that you had to push to make the grass look neat.
In the kitchen on the wall we only had one phone,
And no need for recording things, someone was always home.
Outlook
By Priscilla Leonar
Forget each kindness that you do
As soon as you have done it.
Forget the praise that falls to you
The moment you have won it.
Forget the slander that you hear
Before you can repeat it.
Forget each slight, each spite, each sheer
Wherever you may meet it.
Weep Not For Me
-- By Constance Jenkins
Weep not for me though I am gone;
into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will but not for long,
upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace,
my soul's at rest.
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was blessed;
for all those many years.
There is no pain,
I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts.
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath;
DESIDERATA
-- Written by Max Ehrmann in 1927
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
The Tone of Voice
-- Author unknown
Read More »Speak to us of Love
(from The Prophet)
By Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)
Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."
And he raised his head and looked upon the people,
and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
In My Life
-- By Rick Beneteau
ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have savored the sweetness of Victory.
ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have been Vanquished and know too well the ÔÇ¿bitter taste of Defeat.
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In My Life
I have been so overwhelmed with Joy that I thought ÔÇ¿I could not contain it.
ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have been so overwrought with Sorrow that IÔÇ¿ believed I could not bear another moment of it.
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In My Life
I have Believed so strongly that no person or ÔÇ¿circumstance could impair my conviction.