I thought this would be a nice weekend starter.
From my Great Aunt:> I grew up with practical parents who had been frightened by the Great
> Depression in the 1930's. A mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil
> after she cooked in it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen,
> before they had a Name for it... A father who was happier getting old shoes
> fixed than buying new ones.
>
>
> Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived
> barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat
> and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the
> other. It was the time for fixing things a curtain rod, the kitchen radio,
> screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep. It was a way
> of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-pairing, eating,
> renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing
> things away meant you knew there'd always be more.
>
> But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of
> the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes
> there isn't any more.
>
> Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to
> return. So... While we have it... it's best we love it... And care for
> it.... And fix it when it's broken..... And heal it when it's sick.
>
>
> This is true... For marriage.... And old cars.... And children with bad
> report cards..... And dogs and cats with bad hips.... And aging parents....
> And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are
> worth it. Some things we keep. Like a best friend that moved away or a
> classmate we grew up with.
>
>
> There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who
> are special.... And so, we keep them close!
>
> I received this from someone who thinks I am a "keeper," so I've sent it to
> the people I think of in the same way... Now it's your turn to send this to
> those people who are "keepers" in your life. Send it back to the person who
> sent it to you if they, too, are a keeper. Good friends are like stars....
> You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.
>
>
> Keep them close.
Mujibar was trying to get a job in India .
The Personnel Manager said, "Mujibar, you have
passed all the tests, except one. Unless you pass
it you cannot qualify for this job."
Mujibar said, "I ready"
The manager said, "Make a sentence using the
words Yellow, Pink and Green."
Mujibar thought for a few minutes and said,
"Mister manager, I ready"
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The manager said, "Go ahead."
Mujibar said, "The telephone goes green, green,
and I pink it up, and! say, 'Yellow, this is Mujibar.'"
Mujibar now works as a technician at a call
center for computer problems.
No doubt you have spoken to him. I have.
