There was a Nebraska farmer who grew award-winning
corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair
where it won a blue ribbon…
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and
learned something interesting about how he grew it.
The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his
seed corn with his neighbors.
“How can you afford to share your best seed corn
with your neighbors when they are entering corn
in competition with yours each year?” the reporter
asked.
“Why sir,” said the farmer, “didn’t you know? The
wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and
swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow
inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily
degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow
good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good
corn.”
He is very much aware of the connectedness of
life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbor’s
corn also improves.
So it is in other dimensions. Those who choose
to be at peace must help their neighbors to be at
peace. Those who choose to live well must help
others to live well, for the value of a life is measured
by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be
happy must help others to find happiness for the
welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.
The lesson for each of us is this: if we are to grow good corn, we must help our neighbors grow good corn.
One night, a young woman dreamed she was walking in
the mall and noticed a shop on the second floor she
hadn’t seen before. The name over the door said,
“Your Heart’s Desire”.
She crossed the store’s threshold and was
enveloped in a charming fragrance. The store
had a homey feeling, with shelves full of fascinating
items. A short, smiling dumpling of a lady was
behind the counter.
“What is it your shop sells?” asked the young lady.
“Just as the name implies, everything your heart
desires!” came the purring answer.
“Oh! I know what I want!” exclaimed the girl,
“Peace, happiness, love for everyone, and…”
“Wait a minute,” giggled the cashier. “You don’t
quite understand. We sell whatever your heart
desires. But we don’t sell the finished product,
we sell the seeds — and you have to choose the
ones you want to plant.”
–Author Unknown
A few years ago, at the Seattle Special Olympics,
nine contestants, all physically or mentally disabled,
assembled at the starting line for the 100 yard dash.
At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash,
but with a relish to run the race to the finish and win.
All, that is, except one little boy who stumbled on
the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times, and
began to cry. The other eight heard the boy cry.
They slowed down and looked back. Then they all
turned around and went back. Every one of them!
One girl with Down’s Syndrome bent down and
kissed him and said: “This will make it better.”
Then all nine linked arms and walked together to
the finish line. Everyone in the stadium stood,
and the cheering went on for several minutes.
People who were there are still telling the story.
Why? Because deep down we know this one thing:
What matters in this life is more than winning for
ourselves. What matters in this life is helping
others win, even if it means slowing down and
changing our course.
–Author Unknown
I found the answers in my room
Roof said: Aim high
Fan said: Be cool
Clock said: Every min. is precious
Mirror said: Reflect before you act
Window said: See the world
Calendar said: Be up to date
Door said: Push hard to achieve ur goals.
– Anonymous
