The School

Once upon a time, the animals decided they must do something heroic to meet the problems of "a new world". So they organised a school.
      They adopted an activity curriculum consisting of running, climbing, swimming and flying. To make it easier to administer the curriculum, all the animals took all the subjects.
      The duck was excellent in swimming, in fact better than his instructor, but he made only passing grades in flying and was very poor in running. since he was slow in running, he had to stay after school and also drop swimming in order to practice running. This was kept until his webbed feet were badly worn and he was only average in swimming. But average was acceptable in school, so nobody worried about that except the duck.
      The rabbit started at the top of the class in running, but had a nervous breakdown because of so much make-up work in swimming.
      The squirrel was excellent in climbing until he developed frustration in the flying class where his teacher made him start from the ground up instead of from the treetop down. He also developed a "charlie horse" from overexertion and then got a C in climbing and a D in running.
      The eagle was a problem child and was disciplined severely. In the climbing class he beat all the others to the top of the tree, but insisted on using his own way to get there.
      At the end of the year, an abnormal eel that could swim exceedingly well, and also run, climb and fly a little, had the highest average and was valedictorian.
      The prairie dogs stayed out of school and fought the tax levy because the administration would not add digging and burrowing to the curriculum. They apprenticed their children to a badger and later joined the groundhogs and gophers to start a successful private school.
      Does this fable have a moral?

Courage

"So you think I am courageous?" She asked.
"Yes, I do."
"Perhaps I am. But that's because I've had some inspiring teachers. I'll tell you about one of them. Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at Stanford Hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liza who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her five-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying,'Yes, I'll do it if it will save Liza.'
     "As the transfusion progressed, he lay in a bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice,' Will I start to die right away?'
    " Being young, the boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give her all his blood.
    "Yes, I've learned courage," she added,"because I've had inspiring teachers."

One at a Time

A friend of ours was walking down a deserted Mexican beach at sunset. As he walked along, he began to see another man in the distance. As he grew nearer, he noticed that the local native kept leaning down, picking something up and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he kept hurling things out into the ocean.

As our friend approached even closer, he noticed that the man was picking up starfish that had been washed up on the beach and, one at a time, he was throwing them back into the water.

Our friend was puzzled. He approached the man and said," Good evening, friend. I was wondering what you are doing."
"I am throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it's low tide right now and all of these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don't throw them back into the sea, they'll die up here from lack of oxygen."
"I understand", my friend replied,"but there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can't possibly get to all of them. There are simply too many. And don't you realize this is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this coast. Can't you see that you can't possibly make a difference?"

The local native smiled, bent down and picked up yet another starfish, and as he threw it back into the sea, he replied,"Made a difference to that one!"

Thanks Mom..

Take your plate into the kitchen.
Don't hit your brother.
Did you brush your teeth?
Go to bed. Time to sleep.
Wear a sweater.
Keep your shoes inside the shoe-rack.
Two minutes more and you are not getting the breakfast.
Clean up your room.
Eat that. It's good for your health.
Don't sit so close to the TV, it's bad for your eyes.
Do this, do that!

A Mother spends half of her life looking after her children. Yes it is truly said, behind every success, there is a Mother. We often fail to notice and value the little things that she does for us. I am thankful to you mom for wherever I am today. It is because of your love and support that I am able to face this ruthless world. Also, I am sorry for the times I was rude to you, the times when i argued with you thinking that you don't understand. Such a fool I was to always laugh at your advice.
I love you. Happy Mother's Day!