The Wooden Bowl

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The wooden bowl

I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow,

a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law,

and four year old grandson.

The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred,

and his step faltered.

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's

shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his

spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the

tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. " We

must do something about Grandfather, " said the son. I've had enough of

his

spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.

There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed

dinner.

Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a

wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he

had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple

had for

him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four year old watched it all in silence. One evening before

supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the

floor. He

asked the child sweetly, " What are you making? " Just as sweetly, the boy

responded, " Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your

food in when I grow up. " The four year old smiled and went back to

work.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then

tears started to stream down their cheeks.

Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him

back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every

meal

with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to

care

any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth

soiled.

On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens or

how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your

parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

I've learned that making a " living " is not the same thing as making a

" life. "

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's

mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.

I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But,

if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your

work and

doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I

usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.

People love that human touch-holding hand, a warm hug,

or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

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The wooden bowl

I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow,

a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law,

and four year old grandson.

The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred,

and his step faltered.

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's

shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his

spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the

tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. " We

must do something about Grandfather, " said the son. I've had enough of

his

spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.

There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed

dinner.

Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a

wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he

had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple

had for

him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four year old watched it all in silence. One evening before

supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the

floor. He

asked the child sweetly, " What are you making? " Just as sweetly, the boy

responded, " Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your

food in when I grow up. " The four year old smiled and went back to

work.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then

tears started to stream down their cheeks.

Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him

back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every

meal

with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to

care

any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth

soiled.

On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens or

how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your

parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

I've learned that making a " living " is not the same thing as making a

" life. "

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's

mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.

I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But,

if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your

work and

doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I

usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.

People love that human touch-holding hand, a warm hug,

or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

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I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now. A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man ' s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather ' s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about father," said the son. "I ' ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So the husband and wife set a small

table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl! When the family glanced in Grandfather ' s direction, sometime he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew

what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather ' s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. On a positive note, I ' ve learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I ' ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I ' ve learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you ' ll miss them when they ' re gone from your life. I ' ve learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life.." I ' ve learned that life sometimes gives you a

second chance. I ' ve learned that you shouldn ' t go through life with a catcher ' s mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.I ' ve learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you. I ' ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I ' ve learned that even when I have pains, I don ' t have to be one. I ' ve learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch-- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I ' ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.! I ' ve learned that you should pass this on to everyone you care about ......I just did.

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The Wooden Bowl

I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a

week from now, a month from now,

A year from now.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old

grandson.

The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step

faltered

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky

hands and

Failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the

floor.

When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.

'We must do something about father,' said the son.

'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the

floor.'

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.

There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.

Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a

wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a

tear in his eye as he sat alone.

Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when

he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood

scraps on the floor.

He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the

boy responded,

'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when

I grow up.

' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears

started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew

what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back

to the family table.

For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for

some reason,

Neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was

dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it

seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she

handles four things:

A rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree

lights.

I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a

'life..'

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on

both hands. You need to be able to throw something back sometimes.

I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you

But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,

Your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I

usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.

People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a

friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

When the power of love overcomes the love of power

the world will know peace. ~ Jimi Hendrix

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