Dealing with Oppressors

Dealing with Oppressors

Dealing with Oppressors The Snake was crawling on the ground. The Eagle flew to her and said: “How unfortunate you are, doomed to crawl all your life. Not like me… Dealing with Oppressors The Snake was crawling on the ground. The Eagle flew to her and said: “How unfortunate you are, doomed to crawl all your life. Not like me – I am destined to fly.” The Snake looked at the Eagle and said: “You are right Eagle. I can’t fly. But only I know what it means to fly. How can you know that?” The Eagle smiled, “You don’t have wings!” “Thoughts are my wings,” said the Snake proudly. “Dreams are my heaven. While crawling on the ground I close my eyes and I see heaven. I image that I’m crawling in heaven, not on the ground. “Yes, it’s impossible to crawl in heaven, you can only fly. It means that in those moments I am flying. In my free thoughts, I am learning to fly, Eagle. With my soul, I rise to the high heaven, so when my time comes and my life as a snake comes to an end, I could ascend into the blue heaven, into the endless heaven and fly, to fly and not think about anything, enjoying my freedom. And I won’t be afraid

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Forgive Me When I Whine

Forgive Me When I Whine

Forgive Me When I Whine Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid with golden hair; I envied her – she seemed so gay, and how, I wished I… Forgive Me When I Whine Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid with golden hair; I envied her – she seemed so gay, and how, I wished I were so fair. When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle; She had one foot and wore a crutch, but as she passed, a smile. Oh God, forgive me when I whine, I have two feet-the world is mine.   And when I stopped to buy some sweets, the lad who served me had such charm; he seemed to radiate good cheer, his manner was so kind and warm; I said, “It’s nice to deal with you, such courtesy I seldom find”; he turned and said, “Oh, thank you sir.” And then I saw that he was blind. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine, I have two eyes, the world is mine.   Then, when walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue; he stood and watched the others play, it seemed he knew not what to do; I stopped a moment, then I said, “Why don’t you join the

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Enjoy Your Coffee

Enjoy Your Coffee

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his… A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the coffee. When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: “If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases, it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups… And then you began eyeing each other’s cups. Now consider this: Life is the coffee;

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Handling Adversities

Handling Adversities

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to… A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed that as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty minutes, she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me, what do you see?” “Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” the young woman replied. The mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She

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Building Bridges

Building Bridges

Once upon a time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery,… Once upon a time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch. Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence. One morning there was a knock on John’s door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter’s toolbox. “I’m looking for a few days work” he said. “Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?” “Yes,” said the older brother. “I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That’s my neighbor, in fact, it’s my younger brother. Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I’ll go him one better.

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How to Change a Kid’s Life in 20 Minutes

How to Change a Kid’s Life in 20 Minutes

This story starts long ago in the dim ages when bear and bison swarmed the forest and the prairie. Or about 2004, whichever you prefer. I was working at a… This story starts long ago in the dim ages when bear and bison swarmed the forest and the prairie. Or about 2004, whichever you prefer. I was working at a sporting goods/automotive store at the time, at the customer service counter. A father and his son, who appeared to be about 11, came in and asked where the camping equipment was. I pointed them towards the two areas that held our camping merch, and was about to go about doing something else boring when the boy piped up, “I’m going on my first Boy Scout camp out!” Now, if you’ve read my other stories, you’ll know that I’m an Eagle Scout. I take this position very seriously and will do everything in my power to encourage and help young scouts on their trail to Eagle. So I looked over at my boss, a nice lady who hired me because of my outdoor experience in scouting, and asked if I could go help these people personally. She smiled and said yes. The father was COMPLETELY out of his element with camping gear. By his attitude and behaviour I would guess that

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