Every Thursday night like clockwork, I receive an email from my father that is similar to the one below. It is always a story with an important life lesson at the end. It has become such a routine that when I don’t receive it I become worried and ask him about it. In a way it is a means of a silent communication between us. And I have to say, as someone who loves stories, I find these ones to be very interesting and wise. They are not stories by my Dad, but I can imagine him saying things like that so to me they feel like his words. Daddy sends them to a few friends and family but I thought more people need to learn from these words of wisdom. So like clockwork, every Monday morning I shall share that weeks wisdom with you guys.
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Continue Reading