Monday, June 30, 2008

Too Busy for a Friend

This is a forward dont-know-how-many-times email, most of you out there should have read/receive it before. And this is not my first time receiving it , but i just feel like posting up ...

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other
students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of
their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of the class period to
finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in
the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a
separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the
entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I
meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were
most of the comments. No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She
never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it
didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were
happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in VietNam and his
teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a
serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The
church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last
walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up
to her. 'Were you Mark's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he
said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.'
After the funeral, most of Mark's
former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were
there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out
of his pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might
recognize it.'

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook
paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher
knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all
the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can
see, Mark treasured it.'

All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie
smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer
of my desk at home.'

Chuck's wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.'

'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary'

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out
her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this
with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued:
'I think we all saved our lists'

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark
and for all his friends who would never see him again.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life
will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special
and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Forward this message on. If you do
not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful opportunity to do
something nice and beautiful. But it's up to U to fwd this one.

If you've received this, it is because someone cares for you and it
means there is probably at least someone for whom you care.

If you're 'too busy' to take those few minutes right now to forward
this message on, would this be the VERY first time you didn't do that little
thing that would make a difference in your relationships?

The more people that you send this to, the better you'll be at reaching
out to those you care about.

Remember, you reap what you sow. What you put into the lives of others
comes back into your own.
May Your Day Be Blessed As Special As You

Whenever i read this , my mind will always automatically recall the part where Mr Wong (Sec 3&4 form teacher) did the same as the teacher in the story , exactly the same !

3e2 , i wonder if you guys still have it ?

i still have mine ! (:

★P/S :The last point is " Jay Chou Fan" ! Shocking right ?! i was shock too when i first saw the paper . That classmate must be a REALLY REALLY BAD observer unless he thought 5566 or whoever from Jungiery is Jay Chou ! @.@

By the way , my Sec 3 table is full of CRAPS ! Tons of idols photos & random chinese writings !

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