And this too... =')
Submitted by Sprite on December 15 2000 14:21:43
In reply to And this...=') submitted by Sprite on December 15 2000 14:15:04
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>THIS IS VERY SWEET....WHEN YOU GET A MOMENT, ENJOY! > >**PRICELESS CHILDREN STORIES** > >**Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked >about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose >of the contest was to find the most caring child. >The winner was a four year old child whose next door >neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently >lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little >boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto >his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked him >what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy >said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry." > > > >**Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were >discussing a picture of a family. One little boy >in the picture had a different color hair than the >other family members. One child suggested that he >was adopted and a little girl said, "I know all >about adoptions because I was adopted." >"What does it mean to be adopted?" asked another >child. >"It means," said the girl, "that you grew in your >mommy's heart instead of her tummy." > > > >**A four year old was at the pediatrician for a >check up. As the doctor looked down her ears with >an otoscope, he asked, "Do you think I'll find Big >Bird in here?" The little girl stayed silent. Next, the >doctor took a tongue depressor and looked down her >throat. He asked, "Do you think I'll find the Cookie >Monster down there?" Again, the little girl was silent. >Then the doctor put a stethoscope to her chest. As >he listened to her heart beat, he asked, "Do you >think I'll hear Barney in there?" >"Oh, no!" the little girl replied. "Jesus is in my heart. >Barney's on my underpants." > > > >**As I was driving home from work one day, I >stopped to watch a local Little League baseball game >that was being played in a park near my home. >As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base >line, I asked one of the boys what the score was. >"We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile. >"Really," I said. "I have to say you don't look >very discouraged." >"Discouraged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look on >his face. >"Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up >to bat yet." > > > >**Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop >and think about little Jamie Scott. >Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. >His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being >in it though she feared he would not be chosen. On the >day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect >him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining >with pride and excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, >and then said those words that will remain a lesson to >me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer." > > > >**A lesson in "heart" is my little 10 year old >daughter, Sarah, who was born with a muscle missing >in her foot and wears a brace all the time. She >came home one beautiful spring day to tell me she had >competed in "field day" - that's where they have >lots of racesand other competitive events. >Because of her leg support, my mind raced as I >tried to think of encouragement for my Sarah, things >I could say to her about not letting this get her down, >but before I could get a word out, she said >"Daddy, I won two of the races!" I >couldn't believe it! And then Sarah said, "I had an >advantage. >"Ah. I knew it. I thought she must have been given >a head start...some kind of physical advantage. But >again, before I could say anything, she said, >"Daddy, I didn't get a head start... >My advantage was I had to try harder!" > > > >**An Eye Witness Account from New York City, on a >cold day in December: A little boy about 10 years >old was standing before a shoe store on the >roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and >shivering with cold. A lady approached the boy and >said, "My little fellow, why are you looking so earnestly >in that window?" "I was asking God to give me a pair >of shoes," was the boy's reply. >The lady took him by the hand and went into the >store and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs >of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give >her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought >them to her. She took the little fellow to the back >part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt >down, washed his little feet, and dried them with a towel. >By this time the clerk had returned with the socks. >Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased >him a pair of shoes. >She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave >them to him. >She patted him on the head and said, "No doubt, >my little fellow, you feel more comfortable now?" >As she turned to go, the astonished lad caught her >by the hand, and looking up in her face, with tears >in his eyes, answered the question with these words: >"Are you God's Wife?" > > >**SEND TO ALL WHO LOVE CHILDREN AND CARE FOR THEM** |
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