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The Rose Words Of Wisdom
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I' m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give. A good weekend to all... | |
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OH,
I love the part where Bette Midler sings "Wind Beneath My Wings"! Oh wait, I may be getting that movie mixed-up with that one where she goes around masquerading as a jewish dude. Or am I thinking of Big Momma's House*? (* Those fuckin' Wayan Brothers....: where do they get their ideas?) | |
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Illustrator said: OH,
I love the part where Bette Midler sings "Wind Beneath My Wings"! Oh wait, I may be getting that movie mixed-up with that one where she goes around masquerading as a jewish dude. Or am I thinking of Big Momma's House*? (* Those fuckin' Wayan Brothers....: where do they get their ideas?) | |
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Beautiful.. and so true! | |
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Wow..... very inspriational and a beautiful message.....been feeling a bit moldy since I turned 40....but I'm feeling a revival of the ol' Peter Pan Syndrome.....
forwarding to all my peeps...posting it in my office.....spreading the word..... [Edited 3/2/07 5:07am] He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
(George Eliot) the video for the above... http://www.youtube.com/wa...re=related | |
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She was my kind of people. "Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind"-Dr Seuss
Pain is something to carry, like a radio...You should stand up for your right to feel your pain- Jim Morrison | |
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[b]REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give. Exactly!!! | |
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my favorite rose
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I'm a living testament to not growing up.
I'm a Toys R Us kid! | |
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Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed Some say love it is a razer that leaves your soul to blead Some say love it is a hunger an endless aching need I say love it is a flower and you it's only seed It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows lies the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose http://elmadartista.tumblr.com/ http://twitter.com/madartista | |
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madartista said: Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed Some say love it is a razer that leaves your soul to blead Some say love it is a hunger an endless aching need I say love it is a flower and you it's only seed It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows lies the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose The Mistress is SUCH a sap for this fucking song. The Normal Whores Club | |
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This part never fails to give me goosebumps! Sap, I tell you.
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: This part never fails to give me goosebumps! Sap, I tell you.
co-co-co-sign on that shit!
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong BUCKETS! http://elmadartista.tumblr.com/ http://twitter.com/madartista | |
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madartista said: FunkMistress said: This part never fails to give me goosebumps! Sap, I tell you.
co-co-co-sign on that shit!
BUCKETS! Dance with me in two months! The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: Dance with me in two months! http://elmadartista.tumblr.com/ http://twitter.com/madartista | |
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True true. Touching story.
I turned 40 in December but I still feel 18 ( Renegade20) I love love loved the movie the ROSE... m MyeternalgrattitudetoPhil&Val.Herman said "We want sweaty truckers at the truck stop! We want cigar puffing men that look like they wanna beat the living daylights out of us" Val"sporking is spooning with benefits" | |
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That's me too, I'll be turning 40 in a few months and I don't feel anything close to that... I still feel 18, 19, also. | |
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MIGUELGOMEZ said: True true. Touching story.
I turned 40 in December but I still feel 18 ( Renegade20) I love love loved the movie the ROSE... m Whats with the hatred??? I didn't say I WAS moldy....just had a momentary lapse and felt 40..it passed rather quickly...JEEZ!!! ..but trust me, I'm in better physical and mental shape than almost all of my troops (I'm in charge of 25 troops, plus 1 Lieutenant who I mentor) and still turn a 19-20 year old female head every now and then..... He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
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