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While
you have the privilege of life on this earth-and it is a
privilege, in spite of unceasing problems-you should live. You should
live, whether you are 16 or 65. Naturally, older age requires a person to
place sensible limits on his or her physical capabilities. When you are
older, you can't run around like a young kid. Yet the older person has
qualities that the child or adolescent hasn't even begun to develop.
In older age, each day can be thrilling.
It's really up to the individual. It's up to you. Still, if you are over
65 and have already wasted time moping, stop blaming yourself. You're not
perfect, no one is, and self-blame will not help you. You must have
self-respect as long as you live. So live creatively every day of your
life.
When Pablo Casals reached 95, a young
reporter threw him a question, "Mr. Casals, you're 95 and the
greatest cellist that ever lived. Why do you practice six hours a
day?"
Mr. Casals answered, "Because I think
I'm making progress."
Make that
your goal. Make a little
progress every day of your life.
It takes as much courage to have tried and
failed as it does to have tried and succeeded.
If the meek inherit the earth, so be it. We
just hope they stay meek after they get it.
In order to be irreplaceable, one must
always be different.
During my second year of nursing school,
our professor gave us a pop quiz. I breezed through the questions until I
read the last one: "What is the first name of the janitor who cleans
the school?"
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had
seen the cleaning woman several times, but how could I know her name? I
handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank.
Before the class ended, one student asked
if the last question would count toward our grade. "Absolutely,"
the professor said. "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.
Negotiations
Can Sometimes Go Too Far
Example: A businessman, fishing in the far north, reeled in a silver
trout. Silver trout are magic. This one said, "I'll die out of the
water. Tell me your three wishes, throw me back, and I'll grant them for
you."
"I want six wishes," said the businessman.
"I don't have that much power," gasped the silver trout,
"tell me your three wishes quickly!"
"I'll settle for four wishes. Four is the lowest I'll go."
"Please," gulped the silver trout. "I'm slipping away. I
can only do three wishes. Say what you want and I'll grant them."
"All right," said the man, "You win, but you must grant the
wishes before I throw you back. Will you agree to that?" But there
was no response. The silver trout lay quietly on the floor of the
boat dead.
To get the
full value of joy, you must have someone to divide it with.
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