Thursday, January 5, 2012

dO IT YOURSELf [a moral story]

This story you're about to read is very short, it was told by one of my teachers far back then in school. I'm sure you'll get something important to learn from it. The story goes thus:

There was once a man who works for a building establishment. He was ready
to retire from his work due to fact that he was growing old.
He told his
Employer-Contractor of his plan
to leave the house-building
business and
live a more leisurely life with his
wife, children and extended family. The month has not ended, he would miss the paycheck,
but still, he wanted to retire.

The contractor was very grieved and sorry to see
his dedicated and professional worker go, and asked if
he
could help with just one more building project
as a favour.
The man agreed, but it
was obvious that his heart was not in
the work.
The man resorted to
shoddy workmanship and used
inferior
materials. It was an
unfortunate way to end a
dedicated career.
When the building work was finally completed
, the employer came to
inspect the
house.
He then handed the front-door
key to the man. "This is
your
house," he said, "my gift to
you for your long term and dedicated service."
The man was shocked!
What a shame!
If he had only known he was
building his own house, he
would have done
it all so differently.


mESSAGE OF THE STORy
Life is like a do-it-yourself
project. " Your attitude and
the
choices you make today, build
the "house" you live in
tomorrow. [your future] So,
build wisely!

mORAL OF THE STORy
What is worth doing at all is worth doing well. So, put in your best and all the effort you can in whatever your hand finds to do now. It might play a major role in the quality of your future.

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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

tHE BOULDEr [a moral story]

A very long time ago, a King had a boulder (a very big rock)
placed on a roadway. Then he
hid himself somewhere around and watched to see
if anyone would remove the
huge rock from the roadway. Some of the king's
wealthiest merchants and
courtiers came by, they saw the huge rock and simply did nothing else than to
walk around it. Many of them even loudly
blamed the king for not keeping
the roads clear, but none of them made a single attempt to
move
the stone out of the way.
Again, some of the chiefs of the village passed by, saw the rock, made no attempt to remove it but instead, walked away.
Not long, a
poor peasant came along carrying a
load of vegetables. When he
approached the rock, he laid down his burden
and tried to move the stone from the middle of the road to
A side of the road. After much
pushing and straining, he finally
succeeded. After rolling away the rock, the peasant
picked up his load of vegetables and was about to go, when,
he noticed a purse lying in the
road where the rock had
been. The purse contained so many
gold coins enough to make one rich for a lifetime and a note from the
king stating that the gold
was for the person who
removed the boulder from the
roadway. He had become rich!

mESSAGE OF THE STORy
The poor peasant farmer learned
what many of us never
understand. Every obstacle
presents an opportunity to
improve our condition.

mORAL LESSOn:Always do your best to render the little service you can even when nobody is around. There is always a reward for every good work you do

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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

sACRIFICE OF LOVe [a motivational story]

The family doctor told little John that he could save his
sister's life by giving her some
blood. The little five-year-old girl was very
near death, she was a victim of the same deadly disease
from which John, her elder brother of age eight, had made a
marvellous recovery two years
earlier. The only chance for
restoration to health was a blood
transfusion from someone who
had previously conquered the
illness. Since the two children
[John and the sick little sister]
had the same rare blood type,
the boy was the ideal donor.
"John, would you like to give
your blood for your sister Mary?" the
doctor asked him.
The boy hesitated.
His lower lip started to tremble out of fear.
Then he finally smiled, and said, "Yes,
Doctor. I'll give my blood for my
sister." Soon the two children
were wheeled into the
operating theatre - Mary, now very pale and
thin; John, robust and the
picture of health. Neither of them said a word, they both remained silent.
but when their eyes met, John
grinned. As his blood siphoned
into Mary's veins, one could
obviously see new life come into
her weak and tired body. The ordeal was
almost over when John's
brave little voice broke the
long silence, "Say Doctor, when will I
die?" It was only then that the
doctor realised what the
moment of hesitation, the
trembling of the lip, had meant
earlier.
Being just a little bey, John actually
thought that when giving his blood
to his sister he was giving up his
life! And in that brief moment,
the final decision that he had
made was the greatest love of
all... The doctor was moved by the little boy's brave final decision... the unconditional
sacrificing love...


mESSAGE OF THE STORy Sacrificing out of what you
have is human nature, but
sacrificing all of what you have
needs a lot of LOVE.
Nowadays people always think
of what they can get in return
before giving, if the return is
less than their givings, then they
will be reluctant to give. Always think of what you can do to help others and not just what you can get from them.

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Monday, January 2, 2012

LIFE's TEACHINGs [a motivational story]

LIFE'S TEACHING �...
A nice story, a li'l long, take your
time....
There is a story many years ago
of an elementary teacher. Her
name was Mrs. Thompson. And
as she stood in front of her 5th
grade class on the very first day
of school, she told the children a
lie. Like most teachers, she
looked at her students and said
that she loved them all the
same.
But that was impossible,
because there in the front row,
slumped in his seat, was a little
boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs.
Thompson had watched Teddy
the year before and noticed that
he didn't play well with the
other children, that his clothes
were messy and that he
constantly needed a bath. And
Teddy could be unpleasant. It
got to the point where Mrs.
Thompson would actually take
delight in marking his papers
with a broad red pen, making
bold X's and then putting a big
�F� at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs.
Thompson taught, she was
required to review each child's
past records and she put
Teddy's off until last. However,
when she reviewed his file, she
was in for a surprise. Teddy's
first grade teacher wrote,
"Teddy is a bright child with a
ready laugh. He does his work
neatly and has good manners...
he is a joy to be around." His
second grade teacher wrote,
"Teddy is an excellent student,
well liked by his classmates, but
he is troubled because his
mother has a terminal illness
and life at home must be a
struggle." His third grade
teacher wrote, "His mother's
death has been hard on him. He
tries to do his best but his
father doesn't show much
interest and his home life will
soon affect him if some steps
aren't taken." Teddy's fourth
grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is
withdrawn and doesn't show
much interest in school. He
doesn't have many friends and
sometimes sleeps in class."
By now, Mrs. Thompson realised
the problem and she was
ashamed of herself. She felt
even worse when her students
brought her Christmas presents,
wrapped in beautiful ribbons
and bright paper, except for
Teddy's. His present which was
clumsily wrapped in the heavy,
brown paper that he got from a
grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson
took pains to open it in the
middle of the other presents.
Some of the children started to
laugh when she found a
rhinestone bracelet with some
of the stones missing, and a
bottle that was one quarter full
of perfume. But she stifled the
children's laughter when she
exclaimed how pretty the
bracelet was, putting it on, and
dabbing some of the perfume
on her wrist.
Teddy Stoddard stayed after
school that day just long
enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson,
today you smelled just like my
Mom used to." After the children
left she cried for at least an
hour. On that very day, she quit
teaching reading, and writing,
and arithmetic. Instead, she
began to teach children.
Mrs. Thompson paid particular
attention to Teddy. As she
worked with him, his mind
seemed to come alive. The more
she encouraged him, the faster
he responded. By the end of the
year, Teddy had become one of
the smartest children in the
class and, despite her lie that
she would love all the children
the same, Teddy became her
"teacher's pet."
A year later, she found a note
under her door, from Teddy,
telling her that she was still the
best teacher he ever had in his
whole life.
Six years went by before she got
another note from Teddy. He
then wrote that he had finished
high school, third in his class,
and she was still the best
teacher he ever had in his whole
life. Four years after that, she
got another letter, saying that
while things had been tough at
times, he'd stayed in school, had
stuck with it, and would soon
graduate from college with the
highest of honours. He assured
Mrs. Thompson that she was still
the best and favourite teacher
he ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed
and yet another letter came.
This time he explained that after
he got his bachelor's degree, he
decided to go a little further.
The letter explained that she
was still the best and favourite
teacher he ever had. But now his
name was a little longer, the
letter was signed, Theodore F.
Stoddard, M.D.
The story doesn't end there. You
see, there was yet another letter
that spring. Teddy said he'd met
this girl and was going to be
married. He explained that his
father had died a couple of
years ago and he was
wondering if Mrs. Thompson
might agree to sit in the place at
the wedding that was usually
reserved for the mother of the
groom. Of course, Mrs.
Thompson did. And guess what?
She wore that bracelet, the one
with several rhinestones
missing. And she made sure she
was wearing the perfume that
Teddy remembered his mother
wearing on their last Christmas
together. They hugged each,
and Dr. Stoddard whispered in
Mrs. Thompson �s ear, "Thank
you Mrs. Thompson for believing
in me. Thank you so much for
making me feel important and
showing me that I could make a
difference." Mrs. Thompson,
with tears in her eyes,
whispered back. She said,
"Teddy, you have it all wrong.
You were the one who taught
me that I could make a
difference. I didn't know how to
teach until I met you."
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Sunday, January 1, 2012

tHE PRECIOUS GIFt [a motivational story]

This story is about a young man and his daughter.
A long time ago, around christmas season, the man punished his 4-years-
old daughter for wasting a big roll
of gold wrapping paper. Money
was difficult to get and he became
very annoyed when the little girl tried
to decorate a box to put under
the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, not considering the punishment, the little girl
brought the gift to her father
the next morning and said, "Daddy, this is for you
."
The man was embarrassed by
his earlier overreaction, but he became angry
again when he
Discovered that the box was empty.
He shouted at her, at the top of his voice stating, "Don't
you know, when you give
someone a present, there is
supposed to be something
inside? The little girl looked up
at his face with tears in her eyes
and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not
empty at all. I blew kisses into
the box. They're all for you,
Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put
his arms around his little girl,
and he begged for her
forgiveness.
Only a few days later, the little girl died in an accident

. It is also told that her
father kept that very gold box by his
bed for many years and,
whenever he was discouraged,
he would take out an imaginary
kiss and remember the love of
the child who had put it there.


Message of the story: In a very real sense, each one of
us, as humans beings, have been
given a gold container filled
with unconditional love and
kisses... from our children,
family members, friends, and
God. There is simply no other
possession, anyone could hold,
more precious than this. Always think twice before taking an action. When our family members take an action, we should take time to consider them before reacting.

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