Dosta se plemeeniti stvari mozeda njauci i od nasihnajmladji jer nisu pokvareni
kao nazalost mnogi fakultetski obrazovani ljudi ove planete.
Kamo srece da svi brinu kao sto to znaju deca da rade.
P-ozdrav svim citaocima i onome ko je meni poslao.
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From: Branko Vincic
To: acapanteli...@hotmail.com
Sent: Tuesday, May 26, 2009 6:44 PM
Subject: FW: The Wooden Bowl Please read when you have a minute.
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From: mike.ra...@rogers.com
To: mike.ra...@rogers.com
Subject: FW: The Wooden Bowl Please read when you have a minute.
Date: Tue, 26 May 2009 19:02:19 -0400
Most of us have seen this one before, but it is worth reading
again and again.
The Wooden Bowl
I guarantee you will remember the tale of the
Wooden Bowl
tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year
from now.
A frail old man went to live with his son,
daughter-in-law, and four-year - old grandson.
The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was
blurred, and his step faltered.
The family ate together at the table. But the
elderly grandfather's shaky hands and
failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled
off his spoon onto the floor.
When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the
tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in-law became irritat ed with
the mess
'We must do something about father,' said the son.
'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating,
and food on the floor.'
So the husband and wife set a small table in the
corner.
There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the
family enjoyed dinner.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his
food was served in a wooden bowl
When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction,
sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were
sharp admonitions20when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his
son playing with wood scraps on the floor.
He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?'
Just as sweetly, the boy responded,
'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to
eat your food in when I grow up.
' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents so that they were
speechless.
Then tears started to stream down their cheeks.
Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be
done.
That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand
and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal
with the family. And for some reason,
neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer
when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter
what happens,
how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it
will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person
by the way he/she handles four things:
a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled
Christmas tree lights.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship
with your parents,
you'll miss them when they're gone from your life
I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same
thing as making a 'life..'
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second
chance.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life
with a catcher's mitt on both hands.
You need to be able to throw something back
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will
elude you
But, if you focus on your family, your friends,
the needs of others,
your work and doing the very best you can,
happiness will find you
I've learned that whenever I decide something with
an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't
have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out
and touch someone.
People love that human touch -- holding hands, a
warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot=2 0to learn.
I've l earned that you should pass this on to
everyone you care about I just did.
NOTICE AT THE END,
THE DATE THIS WAS STARTED.
I am not going to be the one who lets it die. I
found it believable --
angels have walked beside me all my life--and they
still do
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