LETTER FRAMOM ABRAHAM LINCOLN TO HIS SON'S HEADMASTER

Altered version of

 LETTER FROM ABRAHAM LINCOLN TO HIS SON’S TEACHER

 for easy understanding.       

My son starts school today. It is all going to be strange and new to him for a while and I wish you would treat him gently. It is an adventure that might take him across continents.

All adventures that probably include wars, tragedy and sorrow.

To live this life will require faith, love and courage.

So, dear Teacher, will you please take him by his hand and teach him the things he will have to know, teaching him – but gently, if you can.

Teach him that for every enemy, there is a friend. He will have to know that all men are not just, that all men are not true.

But teach him also that for every scoundrel, there is a hero and that for every crooked politician, there is a dedicated leader.

Teach him if you can that 10 cents earned is of far more value than a dollar found.

Teach him in   school, teacher, it is far more honourable to fail than to cheat. Teach him to learn how to gracefully lose and enjoy winning when does win.

Teach him to be gentle with gentle people, tough with tough people.

Steer him away from envy if you can and teach him the secret of quiet laughter.

Teach him if you can  - how to laugh when he is sad.

Teach him there is no shame in tears.

Teach him there can be glory in failure and despair in success.

Teach him to scoff at cynics.

Teach him if you can the wonders of the books, but also give time to ponder the extreme mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun and flowers on a green hill.

Teach him to listen to every one, but teach him also to filter all that he hears on a screen of truth and take only the good that comes through.

Teach him to sell his talents and brains to highest bidder but never to put a price tag on his heart and soul.

Let him have the courage to be impatient, let him have the patience to be brave. Teach him to have sublime faith in himself, because then he will always have sublime faith in mankind, in God.

This is a big order, teacher. But see what best you can do. He is such a nice little boy and he is my son.

Attention reader:

If you have a little pretty daughter to send to school, please replace the word son to my little butterfly.  I call my daughter butterfly.


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Date with Second Woman

After 21 years of Marriage,
my Wife wanted me to take another Woman
out for Dinner and a Movie.
She said I Love You but I know this
other Woman loves you
and
would Love to spend some Time with You.




The other Woman that my Wife wanted me
to visit was my MOTHER,
who has been a Widow for 19 years,

but the demands of my Work and my
three Children had made it possible
to visit her only occasionally.


That night I called to Invite her
to go out for Dinner and a Movie.


'What's wrong, are you well,' she asked?

My Mother is the type of Woman
who suspects that
a Late Night Call or
a Surprise Invitation
is a sign of Bad News.


'I thought that it would be
pleasant to be with you,' I responded.


'Just the two of us.'


She thought about it for a moment,
and then said, 'I would like that very much.'


That Friday after work,
as I drove over to pick her up
I was a bit Nervous.
When I arrived at her House,
I noticed that she too seemed to be Nervous about our Date.

She waited in the Door with her Coat on.

She had Curled her Hair and was wearing the Dress
that she had worn to Celebrate her last Wedding Anniversary.


She smiled from a face that was as Radiant as an Angel's.


'I told my Friends that I was going to go out with My Son,
and they were impressed, '
She said, as she got into the Car.

'They can't wait to hear about our meeting'.


We went to a Restaurant that,
although not Elegant, was very Nice and Cozy.


My Mother took my Arm as if She were the First Lady.


After we sat down,
I had to read the Menu.
Large Print.

Half way through the entries,
I lifted my eyes and saw Mom
sitting there staring at me.

A Nostalgic Smile was on her Lips.


'It was I who used to have to
Read the Menu when you were Small,'

She said.

'Then it's Time that you Relax
and let me Return the Favor,'

I responded.


During the Dinner,
we had an Agreeable Conversation,
nothing Extra-ordinary,

but catching up on recent Events of
each other's Life.
We talked so much that we missed the Movie.


As we arrived at her House later,

She said, 'I'll go out with you again,
but only if you let me invite you.'

I agreed.


'How was your Dinner Date?'
asked My Wife when I got Home.

'Very Nice. Much more so than I could have Imagined,'
I answered.


A few days later, my Mother died of a Massive Heart Attack.
It happened so suddenly that I didn't have Time to do anything for her.

Some time later, I received an Envelope with a
Copy of a Restaurant Receipt
from the same place Mother and I had dined.


An Attached Note Said:
'I paid this Bill in Advance.

I wasn't sure that I could be there;
But nevertheless, I paid for Two Plates –

One for You and the Other for Your Wife.

You will never know what that Night meant for Me.
I Love You,

My Son.'


At that moment, I understood the Importance of saying in Time:
'I LOVE YOU!'
and to give our Loved Ones the Time that they Deserve.

Nothing in Life is more important than your Family.

Give them the Time they Deserve,
because these Things cannot be Put Off till
'Some Other Time.'


Pass This Along To Everyone

With An Aging Parent,
To A Child,
To An Adult,
To Anyone With A Parent,

And Most Importantly,
To Someone You Truly Love.


Note: I have my parents to love and go for dating.

CHILD AND YOU

Nothing in the world attracts man,

as much as the love of a child.

It’s not imposing;

it doesn’t arouse fear.

It’s tender and sweet

and has a spontaneous charm

and a trusting liking for everyone.