Paul Harvey Writes:
We tried so hard to
make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For
my grandchildren, I'd like better.
I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and
homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
I hope you learn
humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by
being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the
car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are
sixteen.
It will be good if
at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to
sleep.
I hope you get a
black eye fighting for something you believe in.
I hope you have to
share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right
if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he
wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope
you let him.
When you want to
see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope
you'll let him/her. I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that
you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when
you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop
you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as
uncool as your Mom.
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad
teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When you learn to
use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your
head.....
I hope you get
teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a
boy/girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn
what ivory soap tastes like. May you skin your
knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your
tongue on a frozen flagpole.
I don't care if you
try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it.. And if a friend
offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.
I sure hope you
make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing
with your Uncle. May you feel sorrow
at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I hope your mother
punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you
and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster
mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you -
tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's
the only way to appreciate life....
Written with a pen.
Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do,
I'll go to heaven and wait for you. Send this to all of
your friends. We secure our friends, not by accepting favors, but by doing them.
Paul Harvey RIDDLE:
When asked this
riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to 17%
of Stanford University seniors:
What is greater
than God, More evil than the devil, The poor have it, The rich need
it, And if you eat it, you'll die?
The answer is:
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Nothing
Nothing
is greater than God.
Nothing is more evil than the Devil.
Rich people need nothing.
Poor people have nothing.
And if you eat nothing, you die!
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