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Не е тайна, че жeните си падаме по сладникавите нещица. Мъдри мисли, поезия, романтика, книги за любовта [ не любовни романи] . Не знам до колко е сладникаво да прочетеш книга като „Пилешка Супа за женската душа”, но на мен ми дойде като огромен тублерон.Но както във всяка книга и в тази има по нещо за всеки.Минах я на бързо четене.Като книга за тоалетната- четеш я само, когато имаш време и настроение. И все пак намерих нещо наистина стоплящо душата ( мисля не само женската).Моята лъжица пилешка супа от „Пилешка супа за женската душа”: „Писмото на една майка до целия свят „ "Скъпи хора и целия свят, Днес сънът ми тръгва на училище.Известно време ще му бъде ново и чуждо.Искам ми се да бъдете добри и мили към него. До този момент той беше пълен господар на дома, командваше всичко живо в задния двор.Аз бях винаги край него, за да се погрижа за раните му и да го утеша. Но сега нещата се променят. Тази сутрин той ще излезе, ще ми махне с ръчичка и ще започне своето голямо приключение , което вероятно ще включва войни, трагедии и страдания.За да живее в този свят , ще са му необходими вяра, обич и смелост. Затова хора, иска ми се да го хванете за ръка и да го научите на нещата, които трябва да знае.Научете го , но ако може, нека това да стане с грижи и любов.Научете го , че на всеки мошеник се пада и по един герой; че на всеки недостоен политик се пада и по един всеотдаен лидер; че на всеки враг се пада по един приятел.Научете го на чудесата на книгите. Дайте му достатъчно време, за да размишлява на спокойствие над вечната загадка на птиците в небето, пчелите в слънчевата светлина и цветята по зелените склонове.Научете го, че е много по-достойно да загубиш , отколкото да измамиш. Научете го да има вяра в собствените си идеи, дори ако всички твърдят , че не е прав.Научете го да продава мускулите и ума си на най-висока цена, но никога да не продава сърцето и душата си. Научете го да запушва уши при освиркванията на тълпата...но да се изправя и да се бие , ако смята , че е прав. Научете го с нежност , хора , но без да го разглезвате , защото само в огъня се закалява чистата стомана. Молбата ми е голяма, хора, знам , но вижте какво можете да направите.Той е толкова мило момченце." Неизвестен автор Бъдете добри и пазете децата!!!
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Wednesday, August 11, 2010 Colby's First Day of School - PK3 Colby had his first day of preschool today. He is officially a student! I cannot believe it - where have the last 3 years gone? I did so well dropping him off but I am getting teary eyed tonight. Considering Paisley started Kindergarten the same day (I will talk more about that in a seperate post) and he is starting school for the first time - I could have been an emotional wreck today and it would have been totally justified. I guess having little miss sweetcheeks in my arms helped me get through it. At least she won't be going to school for a few years!! The good news is that I adore his teacher and her parapro already. They both seem to be truly kind and wonderful people. I know they will take good care of him, nurture him and love him for me while I'm away. I hope they get to experience the big heart this little guy has and see his sweet spirit - and that his little personality will shine in the classroom the same way it shines here at home. Man, do I adore him!! Ironically, as I sit down to type this hours later, it now seems too much to bear and the tears are beginning to flow. I saw this letter posted in the newspaper and it made me cry (get your kleenex out everyone). I didn't write it (obviously) but the author and I are clearly kindred spirits because he couldn't have captured my feelings today more accurately if he tried. I hope you enjoy this article as much as I did. Colby Reese - I love you, my sweet little man! I hope you LOVE school and think learning is fun! Your little brain has so much growing and developing yet to do - the world is just beginning for you! And to your wonderful teachers - Mrs. H and Mrs. S - thank you for your gift of teaching and for loving our little ones when they are out of our care - I hope you have a good year together and please... "teach him gently, if you can". TEACH HIM GENTLY by Dan Valentine My young son starts to school tomorrow. It's all going to be strange and new to him for a while, and I wish you would sort of treat him gently. You see, up to now, he's been our little boy. He's been boss of the back yard. His mother has always been around to repair his wounds, and I've always been handy to soothe his feelings. But now things are going to be different. This morning he's going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand, and start out on a great adventure. It's an adventure that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow. To live his life, in the world he will live in, requires faith and love and courage. So, world, I wish you would sort of take him by his young hand and teach him the things he will have to know. Teach him, but gently, if you can. He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, that all men are not true. Teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero, and that for every selfish politician, there is a dedicated leader. Teach him that for every enemy, there is a friend. It will take time, world, I know, but teach him if you can, that a nickel earned is of far more value than a dollar found. Teach him to learn to lose, and to enjoy winning. Steer him away from envy, if you can, and teach him the secret of quiet laughter. Let him learn quickly that the bullies are the easiest people to lick. Teach him if you can, the wonder of books, but also give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun and flowers on a green hillside. In school, teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to cheat. Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong. Teach him to be gentle with gentle people and tough with tough people. Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when everyone else is getting on the bandwagon. Teach him to listen to all men, but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen on truth and take only the good that comes through. Teach him, it you can, how to laugh when he is sad. Teach him there is no shame in tears. Teach him there can be glory in failure, and despair in success. Teach him to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness. Teach him to sell his brawn and brains to the highest bidders, but never to put a price tag on his heart and soul. Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob, and to stand and fight if he thinks he's right. Teach him gently, world, but don't coddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel. Let him have the courage to be impatient. Let him have sublime faith in himself, because then he will always have sublime faith in mankind. This is a big order world, but see what you can do. He's such a fine little fellow, my son! No comments: Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)