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Heard Any Good Ones: Part 2
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<blockquote data-quote="moreluck" data-source="post: 784918" data-attributes="member: 1246"><p>Buscaglia could sure spin a story....</p><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><u><span style="color: #c00000">God's Wife</span></u></strong></p><p style="text-align: center">LOOK OUT FOR THE <em>LAST STORY</em>......</p> <p style="text-align: center">IT WILL KNOCK YOUR SOCKS OFF.</p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Talked about a contest he was asked to judge. </strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>The purpose of the</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Contest was to find the most caring child.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>The winner was:</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>A four-year-old child, whose next door</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Gentleman's' yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>When his mother asked him what he had</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, 'Nothing, I just</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Helped him cry.'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>*********************************************</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>had a different hair color than the other members... One of her</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>students suggested that he was adopted.</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>A little girl said, 'I know all about</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Adoption, I was adopted..'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'What does it mean to be adopted?', asked</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>another child.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'It means', said the girl, 'that you grew</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>*********************************************</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>On my way home one day, I stopped to</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>'We're behind 14 to nothing,' he answered</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>With a smile.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'Really,' I said... 'I have to say you</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>don't look very discouraged.'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'Discouraged?', the boy asked with a</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Puzzled look on his face...</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'Why should we be discouraged? We haven't</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>Been up to bat yet.'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>*********************************************</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>Jamie was trying out for a part in the</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>in it, though she feared he would not be chosen.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>On the day the parts were awarded, I went</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her,</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>eyes shining with pride and excitement.. 'Guess what, Mom ,' he</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>me....'I've been chosen to clap and cheer.'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>*********************************************</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>An eye witness account from New York</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>City , on a cold day in December, </strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>some years ago: A little boy,</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>With cold.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>A lady approached the young boy and said,</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>'My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'I was asking God to give me a pair of</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>shoes,'was the boy's reply.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>The lady took him by the hand, went into</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>She took the little fellow to the back</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>his little feet, and dried them with the towel.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>By this time, the clerk had returned with</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>the socks.. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>a pair of shoes..</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>She tied up the remaining pairs of socks</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>and gave them to him.. She patted him on the head and said, 'No</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>doubt, you will be more comfortable now.'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>As she turned to go, the astonished kid</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears</strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong>in his eyes, asked her.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>'Are you God's wife?'</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>*********************************************</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong>SEND TO ALL WHO LOVE AND CARE FOR CHILDREN.</strong></p></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="moreluck, post: 784918, member: 1246"] Buscaglia could sure spin a story.... [CENTER][B][U][COLOR=#c00000]God's Wife[/COLOR][/U][/B] [CENTER]LOOK OUT FOR THE [I]LAST STORY[/I]...... IT WILL KNOCK YOUR SOCKS OFF.[/CENTER] [CENTER][B]Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once[/B] [B]Talked about a contest he was asked to judge. [/B] [B]The purpose of the[/B] [B]Contest was to find the most caring child.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]The winner was:[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]A four-year-old child, whose next door[/B] [B]neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his[/B] [B]wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old[/B] [B]Gentleman's' yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.[/B] [B]When his mother asked him what he had[/B] [B]said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, 'Nothing, I just[/B] [B]Helped him cry.'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]*********************************************[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were[/B] [B]discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture[/B] [B]had a different hair color than the other members... One of her[/B] [B]students suggested that he was adopted.[/B] [B]A little girl said, 'I know all about[/B] [B]Adoption, I was adopted..'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'What does it mean to be adopted?', asked[/B] [B]another child.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'It means', said the girl, 'that you grew[/B] [B]in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]*********************************************[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]On my way home one day, I stopped to[/B] [B]watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a[/B] [B]park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-[/B] [B]base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was[/B] [B]'We're behind 14 to nothing,' he answered[/B] [B]With a smile.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'Really,' I said... 'I have to say you[/B] [B]don't look very discouraged.'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'Discouraged?', the boy asked with a[/B] [B]Puzzled look on his face...[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'Why should we be discouraged? We haven't[/B] [B]Been up to bat yet.'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]*********************************************[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot[/B] [B]in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]Jamie was trying out for a part in the[/B] [B]school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being[/B] [B]in it, though she feared he would not be chosen.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]On the day the parts were awarded, I went[/B] [B]with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her,[/B] [B]eyes shining with pride and excitement.. 'Guess what, Mom ,' he[/B] [B]shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to[/B] [B]me....'I've been chosen to clap and cheer.'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]*********************************************[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]An eye witness account from New York[/B] [B]City , on a cold day in December, [/B] [B]some years ago: A little boy,[/B] [B]about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the[/B] [B]roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering[/B] [B]With cold.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]A lady approached the young boy and said,[/B] [B]'My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'I was asking God to give me a pair of[/B] [B]shoes,'was the boy's reply.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]The lady took him by the hand, went into[/B] [B]the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks[/B] [B]for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water[/B] [B]and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]She took the little fellow to the back[/B] [B]part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed[/B] [B]his little feet, and dried them with the towel.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]By this time, the clerk had returned with[/B] [B]the socks.. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him[/B] [B]a pair of shoes..[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]She tied up the remaining pairs of socks[/B] [B]and gave them to him.. She patted him on the head and said, 'No[/B] [B]doubt, you will be more comfortable now.'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]As she turned to go, the astonished kid[/B] [B]caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears[/B] [B]in his eyes, asked her.[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]'Are you God's wife?'[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]*********************************************[/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B]SEND TO ALL WHO LOVE AND CARE FOR CHILDREN.[/B][/CENTER] [/CENTER] [/QUOTE]
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