Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Its all about Attitude

I started from home with a thought of making a particular post...while i opend my mail box, i saw these cute little stories, which in their own way speak volumes. I guess many of u would have already read this, a re-read is always better :)

Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a 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."

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Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in 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 willremain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer."

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An Eye Witness Account from New York City, on a cold day in December:
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 boy's 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 in his eyes, answered the question with these words:
"Are you God's Wife?"

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Amazing aren't they?

7 comments:

Green Grass said...

sometimes it happens to me too....i think ok ill blog bout this and then someone sends somethin tht i feel needs to be read and up it goes....i havent read any of these stories before...they did bring a smile to my face. :)

Anonymous said...

[Toro:]
Just realized I'm not cynical... these were lovely. (But if I do read any more Chicken Soup for the Soul, death by diabetes is asssured. Apologies for that!)

Ayesha said...

Candy >> am gald u came here and smiled...:)

Ganesh >> :))

Toro >> lets serve u some other soup....wht would u prefer...karela ka soup...to beat off ur diabs?

Unknown said...

Truly touching stories ..

bablu said...

Nice lil' post..Well Participating is more important than winning or losing spirit of d olympics...right... N yes it was nice to know that Adopted kids R born in d heart...how touching...
Have fun...
Cheers...

Anonymous said...

(nish): Knock! Knock!

Arun said...

nice ones :)