My Name is Rose... by SkY2k 2015/12/19 00:20
The Difference Between Growing Old and Growing Up...
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we did not already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder...
The Difference Between Growing Old and Growing Up...
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we did not already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder...
SkY2k 2015/12/19 00:21
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I am eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, Of course you may and she gave me a giant squeeze. Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?.. I asked.
She jokingly replied, I am here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..
No seriously, I asked... I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
I always dreamed of having a college education and now I am getting one... she told me.
After class we walked to the student building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this TIME MACHINE as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.. She loved to dress up and she revelled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I will never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium...
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I am eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, Of course you may and she gave me a giant squeeze. Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?.. I asked.
She jokingly replied, I am here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..
No seriously, I asked... I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
I always dreamed of having a college education and now I am getting one... she told me.
After class we walked to the student building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this TIME MACHINE as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.. She loved to dress up and she revelled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I will never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium...
SkY2k 2015/12/19 00:22
As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she ped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, I AM SORRY IM SO JITTERY. I GAVE UP BEER FOR LENT AND THIS WHISKEY IS KILLING ME.. I WILL NEVER GET MY SPEECH BACK IN ORDER SO LET ME JUST TELL YOU WHAT I KNOW.
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, WE DO NOT STOP PLAYING BECAUSE WE ARE OLD WE GROW OLD BECAUSE WE STOP PLAYING. THERE ARE ONLY FOUR SECRETS TO STAYING YOUNG, BEING HAPPY, AND ACHIEVING SUCCESS. YOU HAVE TO LAUGH AND FIND HUMOUR EVERY DAY. YOUVE GOT TO HAVE A DREAM. WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR DREAMS, YOU DIE.WE HAVE SO MANY PEOPLE WALKING AROUND WHO ARE DEAD AND DONT EVEN KNOW IT. THERE IS A HUGE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN GROWING OLDER AND GROWING UP. IF YOU ARE NINETEEN YEARS OLD AND LIE IN BED FOR ONE FULL YEAR AND DONT DO ONE PRODUCTIVE THING, YOU WILL TURN TWENTY YEARS OLD. IF I AM EIGHTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD AND STAY IN BED FOR A YEAR AND NEVER DO ANYTHING I WILL TURN EIGHTY-EIGHT. ANYBODY CAN GROW OLDER. THAT DOES NOT TAKE ANY TALENT OR ABILITY. THE IDEA IS TO GROW UP BY ALWAYS FINDING OPPORTUNITY IN CHANGE. HAVE NO REGRETS. THE ELDERLY USUALLY DONT HAVE REGRETS FOR WHAT WE DID, BUT RATHER FOR THINGS WE DID NOT DO. THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO FEAR DEATH ARE THOSE WITH REGRETS...
As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she ped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, I AM SORRY IM SO JITTERY. I GAVE UP BEER FOR LENT AND THIS WHISKEY IS KILLING ME.. I WILL NEVER GET MY SPEECH BACK IN ORDER SO LET ME JUST TELL YOU WHAT I KNOW.
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, WE DO NOT STOP PLAYING BECAUSE WE ARE OLD WE GROW OLD BECAUSE WE STOP PLAYING. THERE ARE ONLY FOUR SECRETS TO STAYING YOUNG, BEING HAPPY, AND ACHIEVING SUCCESS. YOU HAVE TO LAUGH AND FIND HUMOUR EVERY DAY. YOUVE GOT TO HAVE A DREAM. WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR DREAMS, YOU DIE.WE HAVE SO MANY PEOPLE WALKING AROUND WHO ARE DEAD AND DONT EVEN KNOW IT. THERE IS A HUGE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN GROWING OLDER AND GROWING UP. IF YOU ARE NINETEEN YEARS OLD AND LIE IN BED FOR ONE FULL YEAR AND DONT DO ONE PRODUCTIVE THING, YOU WILL TURN TWENTY YEARS OLD. IF I AM EIGHTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD AND STAY IN BED FOR A YEAR AND NEVER DO ANYTHING I WILL TURN EIGHTY-EIGHT. ANYBODY CAN GROW OLDER. THAT DOES NOT TAKE ANY TALENT OR ABILITY. THE IDEA IS TO GROW UP BY ALWAYS FINDING OPPORTUNITY IN CHANGE. HAVE NO REGRETS. THE ELDERLY USUALLY DONT HAVE REGRETS FOR WHAT WE DID, BUT RATHER FOR THINGS WE DID NOT DO. THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO FEAR DEATH ARE THOSE WITH REGRETS...
SkY2k 2015/12/19 00:23
She concluded her speech by courageously singing a SONG..
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that its never too late to be all you can possibly be.
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE...
She concluded her speech by courageously singing a SONG..
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that its never too late to be all you can possibly be.
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE...
SkY2k 2015/12/19 00:25
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY, GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL...
We make a Living by what we get...
We make a Life by what we give..
God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage...
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it...
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY, GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL...
We make a Living by what we get...
We make a Life by what we give..
God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage...
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it...
#53 Creative Work
Poetry, stories, lyrics, quotes, life lessons and more. Prepare to be moved and inspired.