Five lessons on how to treat people
Pretty good lessons... :cool:
1. First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.
During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz.
I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions,
until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans
the school?"
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman
Several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I
know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank.
Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would
count toward our quiz grade..
"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you will meet
many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care,
even if all you do is smile and say "hello".
I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was
Dorothy.
2. Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain
One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was
standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing
rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking
wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those
conflict filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get
assistance and put her into a taxicab.
She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and
Thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his
surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A
special note was attached. It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on
the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but
also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make
it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away.. God bless
you for helping me and unselfishly serving others," Sincerely, Mrs. Nat
King Cole.
3. Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old
Boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a
glass of water in front of him. "How much is an ice cream sundae?" he
asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the
coins in it.
Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he i nquired. By now
More people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing
impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice
cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the
table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier
and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the
table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels
and five pennies. You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had
to have enough left to leave her a tip.
4. Fourth Important Lesson - The Obstacles in Our Path.
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he
hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock.
Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply
walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads
clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon
Approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried
to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and
straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his
load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder
had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King
indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder
from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.
5. Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts.
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to
know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare &serious
disease. Her only chance of reco very appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-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 little 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 her." As the transfusion progressed,
he lay in 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 so young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he
thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to
save her.
