--- On Tue, 11/11/08, Abduljalil Abdulraheem <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
From: Abduljalil Abdulraheem <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: [fao2006set] Fw: What goes around comes around
To: [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED], "aishah azni"
<[EMAIL PROTECTED]>, "Brittani Plowright" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>, "Grace Chioma"
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Date: Tuesday, November 11, 2008, 11:19 AM
--- On Mon, 11/10/08, LUQMAN ABDULRAHEEM <taurus_9teen@ yahoo.com> wrote:
From: LUQMAN ABDULRAHEEM <taurus_9teen@ yahoo.com>
Subject: What goes around comes around
To: "abduljalil abdulraheem" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, "Adiya adiya"
<adiyaatuluku@ yahoo.com>, "tunde" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, "Onimode Bayo
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yahoo.com>, "carole" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, "Susan okpapi" <susanokpapi@
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PROTECTED] com>, "jibril yusuf" <yusufjibrin@ yahoo.com>
Date: Monday, November 10, 2008, 2:28 AM
well, truly what goes around comes around. i felt touched when i read this. i
you find it truly as a messegae of love, let the chain not end with you. have a
nice week.
> WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
>
>
>
> One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the
> road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she
> needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and
> got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached
> her.
> Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one
> had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to
> hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and
> hungry.
>
> He could see
that she was frightened, standing out there in
> the cold.
He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only
> fear can put in you.
>
> He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why
> don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the
> way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'
>
> Well, all she had was a flat tire,
> but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled
> under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning
> his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the
> tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.
>
> As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the
> window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was
> from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She
> couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.
>
> Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked
> how much
she owed him. Any amount would have been all right
>
with her. She already imagined all the awful things that
> could have happened had he not stopped.
> Bryan never thought twice about being paid.
> This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in
> need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a
> hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and
> it never occurred to him to act any other way.
>
> He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the
> next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give
> that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added,
> 'And think of me.'
>
> He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had
> been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he
> headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.
>
> A few miles down the road the lady saw a small
cafe. She
> went in to grab a bite to eat, and take
the chill off before
> she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy
> looking restaurant Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole
> scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and
> brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet
> smile, one that even being on her
> feet for the whole day couldn't erase The lady noticed
> the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never
> let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady
> wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to
> a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan .
>
> After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred
> dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her
> hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out
> the door. She was gone by the time the
waitress came back.
> The waitress wondered where the
lady could be. Then she
> noticed something written on the napkin.
>
> There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady
> wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have
> been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way
> I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here
> is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with
> you.'
>
> Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.
>
> Well, there were tables to
> clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the
> waitress made it through another day. That night when she
> got home from work and climbed int o bed, she was thinking
> about the
> money and what the lady had written. How could the lady
> have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the
> baby due next month, it was going to be
hard....
>
> She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay
> sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered
> soft and low, 'Everything' s going to be all right.
> I love you, Bryan Anderson.'
>
> There is an old saying 'What goes around comes
> around.' Today I sent you this story, and I'm asking
> you to pass it on. Let this light shine.
>
> Don't delete it, don't return it. Simply, pass this
> on to a friend
>
> Good friends are like stars....You don't always see
> them, but you know they are always there.
>
> WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
>
> ~GOD BLESS!~
>
fritz
