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The Wooden Bowl the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now. went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. milk spilled on the tablecloth. became irritated with the mess. said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.' set a small table in the corner. while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. his food was served in a wooden bowl. in Grandfather'sdirection, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. watched it all in silence. the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. 'What are you making?' and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.' and went back to work. so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. and gently led him back to the family table. he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life..' life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
every day, you should reach out and touch someone.
holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. |
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