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In a message dated 2/15/99 5:05:18 PM Eastern Standard Time,
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<<
 Six Great Lessons   The Important Things Life Teaches You...

  1st  Most Important Question
  During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz.
 I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I
 read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the
 school?"

 Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several
 times.  She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her
 name?  I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank.

 Before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count
 toward our quiz grade.  Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers
 you will meet many people. All are significant.  They deserve your
 attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say 'Hello'."  I've
 never forgotten that lesson.  I also learned her name was Dorothy.
 >>> >>>>
 2nd  Pickup in the Rain

 One night, at 11:30 PM, an older African American woman was standing on  the
 side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm.  Her car
 had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided
 to flag down the next car.  A young white man stopped  to help her -
 generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s.The man took her to
 safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab.  She seemed to
 be ina big hurry! She wrote down his address, thanked him and drove away.
 Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a
 giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was
 attached. It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the
 other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes but also my spirits.
 Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying
 husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me
 and unselfishly serving others." Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole
 >>> >>>>
 3rd  Always remember those who serve

  In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy
 entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table.  A waitress put a glass of
 water in front of him.  "How much is an ice cream sundae?"  "Fifty cents,"
 replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
 studied a number of coins in it.  "How much is a dish of plain ice cream?"
 he inquired. Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a
 bit impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she said brusquely. The little boy
 again counted the coins.  "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.  The
 waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away.
 The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the
 waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard
 at what she saw.  There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two
 nickels and five pennies - her tip.
 >>> >>>>
  4th  The Obstacle in Our Path

 In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway.  Then he hid
 himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the
 king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around
 it.
 Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
 anything about getting the big stone out of the way.  Then a peasant came
 along carrying a load of vegetables.  On approaching the boulder, the
 peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the
 road.
 After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. As the peasant
 picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where
 the boulder had been.  The purse contained many gold coins and a note from
 the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder
 from the roadway.
 The peasant learned what many others never understand. Every obstacle
 presents an opportunity to improve one's condition.
 >>> >>>>
 5th  Giving Blood

 Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at Stanford hospital got to
 know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious
 disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from
 her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and
 had developed the antibodies, needed to combat the illness.  The doctor
 explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the boy if he would
 be willing to give his blood to his sister.

 I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying,
 "Yes, I'll do it if it will save Liz."  As the transfusion progressed, he
 lay in bed next to his sister. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
 trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?"  Being young, the boy had
 misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister
 all of his blood.


 Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt.
 Dance like nobody's watching.


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