Too Busy for a Friend?

Thu, Nov 4, 2010

The Big Picture

This was sent to Trisha by a dear friend and we thought it was something special enough to share on OneHeadsUp. Copy it and send it out if you like. Enjoy!

Busy Woman Too Busy for a Friend?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

individual.

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 Viet

Nam  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.

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 Are !

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