Martin Luther King Jr. 1929-1968. Mother Theresa 1910-1997. Albert Einstein 1879-1955. All of these people are not remembered for their birth or death dates, but rather what they did with their dash. The dash that goes between their birth and death dates on their headstones. The dash that says what a person has accomplished in their life. The dash that takes up so little space, but holds so much meaning. What will you do with your dash? Will your dash be one of accomplishment, of success, of compassion, of love, of happiness? I wish you more than enough of all of these things to make up your dash. I heard a short story recently that I think seems appropriate to share. At an airport a father and daughter were saying good-bye to one …show more content…
I have challenges ahead and the reality is, her next trip back will be for my funeral," he said, fighting back tears. "When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?" The father paused for a moment and smiled. "It's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with enough good things to sustain them." Turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory. This next part of the story is what I'd like to emphasize. I have added a few things of my own to make it a little more personal. "I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. I wish you enough rain to make you appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. I wish you enough sadness so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough love so you know just how special you are. I wish you enough pain in that love to make the memories of it even sweeter. I wish you enough dreams to cause your imagination to soar. I wish you enough reality to keep your feet on the ground. I wish you enough success to make you proud. I wish you enough failure to keep you humble. I wish you enough independence to accomplish your
When I was younger, I would often return home to a familiar question: So, what did you learn today? My answer would always be "nothing" or "stuff." As I look back, I never lied, yet, I never told the whole truth. Many people think that you don't know anything with only 18 years of experience; I think they're wrong. I've learned a lot about myself and others from the relationships I have built throughout the years. I believe my most important lessons were "people" lessons. Those are the ones which could never be taught out of a book or in a lecture; you have to go out and experience them for yourself.
WOW! So much has happened since June. The SV FFA and ag department had a rough start to our year losing three of our students who were on the FFA officer team to other schools. Even with this bump in the road, the four officers that remained visited Mt. Shasta City and had a blast bonding and learning more about each other at their officer retreat in August. Once school started we found three new officers and attended COLC (Chapter Officer Leadership Conference) where the entire team learned about their diverse leadership styles and were able to bond together as the official Surprise Valley FFA Chapter Officer Team for the 2017-2018 school year. If you see them around, congratulate President Cindy Hinze, V.P. Maddison Seely, Secretary Maya
"How can you be of any further service to me?" Ivan thought. "All my wishes have come
In the text it states, "Wish I could run home and tell Ma and see her nod and hear her say, 'I knew you could.' It would be enough."
Furthermore, Jennet continues her thoughts by saying “I seem to wish
wants you to notice how fortunate you may be and how you can make others feel by sharing.
I wish I could run faster. I wish so many obstacles weren't in my way. I wish I knew why so many people wanted me dead. I wish I could...remember.
Nowadays my wishes have gotten a lot smaller. I remember when I was little I would wish to be a princess or get a pink rainbow sparkle pony. Now all I really wish for is to pass a test, or to not fall down going up the stairs. I have actually fallen a lot. In my sophomore year I really want to pass all of my classes with an A. So far I have done pretty well (knock on wood). Another wish I have is to maybe become a little less awkward then I was last year. Last year I feel like I was the most awkward little freshman on the face of the earth. Being a freshman to me, was the worst. Sophomore year is so much better. A typical sophomore day goes like this; my dad wakes me up at around five thirty, it is terrible. Then I take a shower and wake my brother up so he can take his shower. Then I go back to bed for twenty minutes. I get dressed, do my hair, etc, and then my brother drives himself and I to school. We get here at around seven o'clock. I do my normal school day which includes history, English, Spanish, gym, leadership, and then I go home, eat dinner, do homework, and then it is off to bed. I live an exciting life of a high school
“I am so sorry,” a stream of red carried my apology to him. “I didn’t know that you would….” I trembled. “That we would…” Our memories shattered against the stretch of diminishing breath. “You need to go. You’re running out of time.”
“My dad died of cancer, and I guess I blamed myself for not being there enough. So, I decided getting away would fix everything, but even though I’m gone, everything reminds me of him.” She wipes a tear from her eyes and sniffles, “I’m sorry, but I should go home.”
“We were a happy family; all very close. I had a great childhood and I remember my parents were so in love.”
“I have something to ask you about. I long time ago. Right after Mommy died, I was very sad. And I cried a lot. But I was afraid if you saw me cry it would make you sadder than you already were.”
“So you see, it wasn’t a lonely childhood,” she said. “But I missed out on a parents’ love. Much like you did.”
"I miss mom, but I knew she wasn’t alive again.." I said kind of sadly.
Well, this is it, the day all of us have been waiting for has finally arrived. It seems like only yesterday we were picking our noses and flicking them at innocent bystanders or yelling childish phrases like, "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" or, wait, that was yesterday. Never mind. Anyways.