Showing posts with label Inspirations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspirations. Show all posts
Why Winners Win and Losers Lose
- Losers fail once and quit. Winners fail a thousand times and eventually succeed.
- Losers look for success at the finish line. Winners experience success along the way.
- Losers work to make money. Winners work to make a difference.
- Losers buy things. Winners build things.
- Losers see things they don’t understand and get discouraged. Winners see things they don’t understand and get curious.
- Losers talk. Winners communicate.
- Losers attempt to conquer the world in one shot. Winners add up all their small victories.
# Attitude
The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do.
It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home.
# A Glass of Water
A Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see & asked the students
"How much do you think this glass weighs?”
'50g!' ....'100g!' ..... '125g'...the students answered.
“I really don't know unless I weigh it,” said the professor,
“but, my question is: What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?”
"How much do you think this glass weighs?”
'50g!' ....'100g!' ..... '125g'...the students answered.
“I really don't know unless I weigh it,” said the professor,
“but, my question is: What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?”
# Nail the Temper
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
# The Crow and The Pitcher
At last she hit upon a clever plan. She began dropping pebbles into the Pitcher, and with each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it reached the brim, and the knowing bird was enabled to quench her thirst.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
# Apple Tree
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.
A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.
# Thought to Live By
It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.
It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
# Another Perspective Between Rich & Poor
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered:
"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered:
"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
# A Violin With Three Strings
Jack Riemer
On Nov. 18, 1995, Itzhak Perlman, the violinist, came on stage to give a concert at Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center in New York City.
If you have ever been to a Perlman concert, you know that getting on stage is no small achievement for him. He was stricken with polio as a child, and so he has braces on both legs and walks with the aid of two crutches. To see him walk across the stage one step at a time, painfully and slowly, is an awesome sight.
On Nov. 18, 1995, Itzhak Perlman, the violinist, came on stage to give a concert at Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center in New York City.
If you have ever been to a Perlman concert, you know that getting on stage is no small achievement for him. He was stricken with polio as a child, and so he has braces on both legs and walks with the aid of two crutches. To see him walk across the stage one step at a time, painfully and slowly, is an awesome sight.
# Growing Good Corn
There once was a farmer who grew award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won a blue ribbon.
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.
# Thanks for Your Time
It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.
"Jack, did you hear me?"
"Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.
"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.
"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.
"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.
# Take Time
# A Tale About a Little Stream
In a far-away mountainous country a lake and a stream lived side by side. The lake was situated at the foot of the mountain, and the stream flowed slightly higher, on the mountain itself.
The lake was very proud of itself.
"Little stream, look how beautiful, large, and clean I am!" it said.
"Yes," the stream replied, "you are very beautiful. You must have lots of friends. After all, you are so large that you can give your waters to anyone who wishes to drink. But I am small, and no one notices me."
"Ha-ha-ha!" the lake laughed. "Why would I give my waters to others? That way I would become small too."
The lake was very proud of itself.
"Little stream, look how beautiful, large, and clean I am!" it said.
"Yes," the stream replied, "you are very beautiful. You must have lots of friends. After all, you are so large that you can give your waters to anyone who wishes to drink. But I am small, and no one notices me."
"Ha-ha-ha!" the lake laughed. "Why would I give my waters to others? That way I would become small too."
# Goodbye Mr Jacko
Make it a better place...
For you and for me and the entire human race.."
"You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But you are not alone"
The legend king of pop already leave these pharses for all of us. Thank you and good bye Mr Jacko... May you rest in Peace and your spirit never die to heal this world..
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