Lunes, Oktubre 9, 2017

Albert Einstein
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
― Albert Einstein

“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― André GideAutumn Leave
Oscar Wilde
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde
Robert Frost
“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
― Robert Frost
Mae West
“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
― Mae West
William W. Purkey
“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.” 
                     ― William W. Purkey
Ben Carson
“Do your best and let God do the rest.”
― Ben Carson
Winston S. Churchill''It is not enough that we do our best; sometimes we must do what                                       required
                     ― Winston S. Churchill
                   ― Sarah Kay

Marvin J. Ashton
“Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.”
― Marvin J. Ashtond
Sarah Kay“I have seen the best of you, and the worst of you, and I choose both.” 
                   ― Sarah Kay


“Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.”
― John Lenno
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Stephen Chbosky
“There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”
― Stephen ChboskyThe Perks of Being a Wallflowe
Albert Camus
“You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.”
― Albert Camus


“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.”
― Mahatma Gandhi


“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”
― Ernest HemingwayThe Garden of Eden
Chuck Palahniuk
“It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.”
― Chuck PalahniukDiary
Abraham Lincoln
“Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.”
― Abraham Lincoln



“Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.”
― Robert A. HeinleinStranger in a Strange Land
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Dr. Seuss
“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”
― Dr. Seuss
Lemony Snicket
“Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby- awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.”
― Lemony SnicketHorseradish
Erica Jong
“I have accepted fear as part of life – specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back....”
― Erica Jong
Taylor Swift
“This is a new year. A new beginning. And things will change.”
― Taylor Swift
Barack Obama
“Change will not come if we wait for some other person, or if we wait for some other time. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”
― Barack Obama

“If people refuse to look at you in a new light and they can only see you for what you were, only see you for the mistakes you've made, if they don't realize that you are not your mistakes, then they have to go.”
― Steve MaraboliLife, the Truth, and Being Free
Lao Tzu
“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”
― Lao Tzu
Jay Asher
“You can't stop the future
You can't rewind the past
The only way to learn the secret
...is to press play.”
                    ― Jay AsherThirteen Reasons Why
Jalaluddin Rumi
“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”
― Jalaluddin Rumi
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
“Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyFrankenstein
Albert Einstein
“The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.”
― Albert Einstein
Nelson Mandela
“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.”
― Nelson Mandela


“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”
― Margaret  Mead
Leo Tolstoy
“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.”
― Leo Tolstoy
Stephen Chbosky
“Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.”
― Stephen ChboskyThe Perks of Being a Wallflower
Neil Gaiman
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
― Neil GaimanThe Kindly Ones

“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.”
― William ShakespeareAll's Well That Ends Well
Friedrich Nietzsche
“It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
Elie Wiesel
“The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.”
― Elie Wiesel

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
― John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars
André Gide
“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― André GideAutumn Leaves
We accept the love we think we deserve.
“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
― Stephen ChboskyThe Perks of Being a Wallflower
Elbert Hubbard
“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.”
― Elbert Hubbard

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches
Dr. Seuss
“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
― Dr. Seuss
“If you have a strong purpose in life, you don't have to be pushed. Your passion will drive you there.”
― Roy T. BennettThe Light in the Heart
“Great leaders can see the greatness in others when they can’t see it themselves and lead them to their highest potential they don’t even know.”
― Roy T. BennettThe Light in the Heart

“One of the best ways to influence people is to make them feel important.”
― Roy T. Bennett
Roopleen
“If you have a dream, don’t just sit there. Gather courage to believe that you can succeed and leave no stone unturned to make it a reality.”
― Roopleen

“If your actions create a legacy that inspires others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, then, you are an excellent leader.”
― Dolly Parton
Steve Jobs
“You have to be burning with an idea, or a problem, or a wrong that you want to right. If you're not passionate enough from the start, you'll never stick it out.”
― Steve Jobs
John C. Maxwell
“Leadership is not about titles, positions or flowcharts. It is about one life influencing another.”
― John C. Maxwell
Ronald Reagan
“The greatest leader is not necessarily the one who does the greatest things. He is the one that gets the people to do the greatest things.”
― Ronald Reagan

“The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.”
― William Arthur Ward
Eleanor Roosevelt
“To handle yourself, use your head; to handle others, use your heart.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt

The Stone in the Temple A Muslim Legend

The Stone in the Temple
A Muslim Legend

Retold by Aaron Shepard

Printed in Cricket, June 1995, and Australia’s School Magazine, Oct. 1995



“The sons of Makhzum should raise the Black Stone,” declared one of the men in the circle. “It is our right as foremost of the tribes.”
“Who gave you such a position?” demanded another man. “The sons of Jumah will raise it!”
“Not while the sons of Abdu Manaf stand here,” said another. “The honor should be ours.”
“Then you will have to fight for it,” cried another. “None but the sons of Abdul-Dar shall raise the stone!”
In the years before Muhammad’s holy mission, it happened that the tribes around Mecca decided to rebuild their temple, the Kaaba. In those days, the Kaaba was simply a yard enclosed by a wall. Their plan was to build a higher, thicker wall and add a roof.
Each tribe had chosen a section of the wall and started pulling down the stones. The sacred Black Stone, built into the east corner, had been removed carefully and set aside.
At last they had gotten down to the foundation laid by Abraham. They had begun to rebuild, and the wall had grown steadily higher. But when the time had come to raise the Black Stone back to its place, they could not agree on which tribe would have the honor.
The dispute grew fiercer and fiercer, till it seemed likely that blood would flow. But then Abu Amayya said, “Brothers, let us not fight among ourselves. I have an idea: Wait for the next man who comes through the gate, then give the decision to him.”
All agreed and settled down to wait. And it happened that the first man to enter the gate was Muhammad, he whom they called “The Trustworthy One.”
When Muhammad had listened to their claims, he considered for a moment. Then he said, “Bring me a cloak.”
They brought one, and Muhammad spread it on the ground. Then he took the Black Stone and placed it in the center.
“Each tribe will choose a man to hold the cloak by its edge. Then all will raise the stone together.”
This was done, and Muhammad himself set the stone in place. Then all the tribes were satisfied, and work went on with no further dispute.

About the Story

Muhammad, the founder of Islam, lived in Arabia from 570 to 632 A.D. Though in later years he took to warfare to spread his religion, Muhammad’s teachings were often aimed at conciliation—a trait found also in this tale of his early life.
The story concerns the Kaaba (“KAH-buh”)—meaning “Cube”—a Muslim shrine in the Arabian city of Mecca. Muslims believe the original Kaaba was built by Abraham and his first son, Ishmael, legendary founder of the Arab race. In any case, it existed well before Muhammad, and at the time of this story was used as a temple for tribal gods.
Set into one corner of the building is a black stone about eight inches in diameter, said to have fallen from heaven. This stone—possibly a meteorite—is the most sacred relic of Islam.
All Muslims are required to make a pilgrimage to Mecca at least once in their lives if they are able. Today, as many as two million pilgrims a year visit the Kaaba and kiss the Black Stone.
The tale is found in the Sirat Rasul Allah of Ibn Ishaq, the earliest complete biography of Muhammad, compiled a little more than a century after Muhammad’s death. References included:
The Life of Muhammad: A Translation of Ishaq’s Sirat Rasul Allah, translated by A. Guillaume, Oxford University Press, Karachi, 1955.
Muhammad: His Life Based on the Earliest Sources, by Martin Lings, Allen & Unwin, London, 1983.
Understanding Islam: An Introduction to the Muslim World, Thomas W. Lippman, Penguin, New York, 1990.
For further reading: The Life of the Prophet Muhammad, by Leila Azzam and Aisha Gouverneur, Islamic Texts Society, London, 1985.

The Most Precious Thing in the World A Dutch Legend

The Most Precious Thing in the World
A Dutch Legend

Told by Aaron Shepard

Printed in Cricket, Nov. 1993, and Australia’s School Magazine, Feb. 1997

The old sea captain was not sure he had heard right. “What did you say, my Lady?”
The Lady stopped pacing about her parlor and looked at the captain in annoyance. Many were the merchants rich and proud in this great port city of Stavoren. But this woman, called by everyone “the Lady of Stavoren,” was richest and proudest of them all.
“I said I want to hire you and your ship to bring me the most precious thing in the world.”
“But what is the most precious thing?” asked the captain. “And where do I find it?”
“If I knew,” said the Lady coldly, “I would already have obtained it. I ask you to discover and bring it to me. I will make sure you have ample gold to buy it, whatever it turns out to be.”
“Forgive me, my Lady,” said the captain, “but I still don’t understand.”
The Lady sat facing him. “Look around you, Captain. Have you seen a more magnificent mansion?”
“Never, my Lady.”
“I spared no expense to build it, and I have filled it with the most costly items from all the ports visited by my ships. Yet whatever I do, my rival merchants find a way to copy me.
“I must show them once and for all that I am their better. That is why you must bring me the most precious thing in the world. I’ve chosen you for the job because it needs someone of your experience. Of course, I will pay you handsomely.”
“Thank you, my Lady. I will do my best.”
“You had better, dear Captain. If you fail, you and your ship will never find work in Stavoren again.”
The next day, the captain sailed from Stavoren, in search of the most precious thing in the world.
Months passed. Everyone in Stavoren knew of the captain’s quest. Wherever the Lady went, she heard people guessing what the most precious thing would be.
“A pearl as big as an egg,” said one.
“No, a magnificent gown,” said another.
“No, a marvelous statue,” said still another.
The Lady was delighted at the stir she was causing. “And how they will envy me,” she said to herself, “when they see what the captain brings!”
At long last, the captain’s ship was sighted entering the harbor. The people of Stavoren streamed to the dock. When the Lady arrived, dressed in her finest, they made way for her.
The captain’s ship was just docking. “My Lady,” he called, “I have brought what you desired! The most precious thing in the world!”
“What is it, Captain?” called back the Lady, barely able to hold in her excitement.
“I visited many ports in many lands,” said the captain. “I saw many wonderful things. None could I say was the most precious of all. But at last, in the city of Danzig, I came across it. Then I laughed at myself! I should have known it from the first!”
“But what is it?” said the Lady impatiently.
“Wheat!” cried the captain. “My ship is filled with wheat!”
“Wheat?” said the Lady. Her face grew white. Behind her, she heard murmurs from the crowd, and laughing. “Did you say wheat?”
“Yes, my Lady,” said the captain joyously. “What could be more precious, more valuable, than wheat? Without our daily bread, what good are all the treasures of the world?”
The Lady was silent for a moment, listening to the whispers and snickers of the crowd. “And this wheat is all mine, is it not? To do with as I like?”
“Of course, my Lady,” said the captain.
“Then,” said the Lady, “pour it into the harbor.”
“What?” said the captain. Now his own face was white.
“Pour it into the harbor! Every grain of it!”
Murmurs of horror and approval both rose up behind her.
“My Lady,” said the captain, “please consider what you say. There is wheat enough here to feed a city! If you have no use for it, then give it to the poor and hungry. After all, you too may someday be in need!”
“I?” shrieked the Lady. “In need?”
She plucked from her finger a ruby ring and held it high. “This ring will return to my hand before I am ever in need!”
With all her might, she flung it far into the harbor.
The captain stared at the Lady on the dock, her face red with rage. Then he called to his men.
“Cast off!”
When the ship reached the harbor mouth, the captain ordered his men to pour all the wheat overboard. Then he sailed from the harbor, never to return.
The next day, the Lady held a grand feast for all the richest merchants of Stavoren. She spared no expense, to show that she still had every cause for pride.
A huge roast fish was set before her for carving. As she was about to cut into it, the Lady noticed a glint from something in the fish’s mouth. She pulled out the object and held it up.
The diners gasped. The Lady turned pale.
It was the ruby ring.
A few weeks later, fishermen found that a sand bar was building beneath the water at the harbor’s mouth. The discarded wheat had sprouted and grown, and was catching the sand that before had drifted freely.
Soon, the tall ships could not enter. The harbor was ruined, and with it went the fortunes of the city. Many of the merchants lost everything.
Among them was the Lady of Stavoren.
Today, Stavoren is known mainly as a ferry landing. The sand bar that keeps tall ships from the harbor is still called “Lady’s Sand”—a reminder how the Lady of Stavoren scorned the most precious thing in the world

The Harvest That Never Came A Swedish Legend

The Harvest That Never Came
A Swedish Legend

Told by Aaron Shepard

Printed in Cricket, January 1993, and Australia’s School Magazine, May 1996



My dearest Arild,
I promised to wait for you forever, but I fear I will not be allowed to. My father says you will never return, and he has chosen another man to be my husband. Though I pleaded with him, he has already set the marriage date.
I will love you always.
Your faithful Thale
Arild Ugerup, son of a noble Danish family, sat on his cot, reading the letter by the dim light of his prison cell. How cruel the tricks played by war, he thought, his eyes filling with tears.
Though Arild and his family were nobles of Denmark, they had long lived peaceably in Sweden. When King Erik of Sweden was crowned, Arild had been one of his honored guests. But then Denmark and Sweden declared war on each other, and Arild was drafted into the Danish navy. He was captured in battle and imprisoned by King Erik.
Arild’s childhood sweetheart, Thale Thott, had promised to marry him when he came back from the war. Now it seemed he would lose Thale as well as his freedom.
Arild sat thinking for many hours, the letter lying loose in his hand. At last he crossed to a small table. Dipping his pen in an inkwell, he began to write.
Your Royal Majesty,
Though I am now your prisoner, you once counted me as a friend. Grant me one favor. Let me go home to marry the woman I love. Then allow me to stay only long enough to plant a crop and harvest it.
On my word of honor, I will return to your prison as soon as the harvest is gathered.
Arild signed and sealed the letter, then called the jailer.
The reply came the next day. King Erik had agreed! Arild was free—at least until the harvest.
Arild returned home, where Thale met him joyfully. Her father was not happy to have his plans changed, but in the end the two were married.
Now it was spring, the time for planting. And, in only a few months, Arild would have to harvest his crop and return to King Erik’s prison.
Arild thought long and hard about what he would plant. At last he went to the fields and planted his seeds, placing each of them six paces from the rest.
Late that fall, a messenger arrived from King Erik. “The harvest season is past,” he said. “The King awaits your return.”
“But my crop is not harvested,” said Arild. “In fact, it has not yet sprouted!”
“Not sprouted?” said the messenger. “What did you plant?”
“Pine trees,” replied Arild.
When King Erik heard what Arild had done, he laughed and said, “A man like that does not deserve to be a prisoner.”
Arild was allowed to remain home with his beloved Thale. And a magnificent forest stands today as a testament to his love.

A legend from Spain – The Bell of Huesca

A legend from Spain – The Bell of Huesca

Spain – The Bell of Huesca

Spain - The Bell of HuescaIn the year 1.136, Ramiro considered timely to receive advice from how be able to end with the pressures that were exercising to him the nobility of Navarra and Castilla. To this end, it sent to Sant Ponce a messenger who was received by the abbot of that monastery while he last was working in the orchard. The abbot was beheading in that moment some cabbages that he were projecting of other and gave as response to the consulting of Ramiro II, that this messenger would say to his master, only what he had seen. Arrived the advice to Ramiro, he understood it so perfectly that quickly he summoned to Courts in the City of Huesca, to the noble and rich revolted men, making them to believe that between the motives of that summons, it was existing the mind of fusing a bell whose sounds were perceived by ear in all his dominances. The pride and pretense of the many rich men and nobility of that then, caused that attended in bulk the most beligerent, since such ostentation of power was satisfying to them.
Arrived the occasion, accordant the insurgents went entering the stay, the hangman and serving, duly hidden, they were beheaded while went happening. Then they hung the heads of the vault of a underground and that of more important, in the center, to clapper manner. With this lesson it would be obtained definitely the respect toward Ramiro II, letting all those ironicals jeers in the forgetfulness.

A Legend From France – Broceliande Forest

A Legend From France – Broceliande Forest

France – Broceliande Forest

France - Forêt de BrocéliandeAccording to legend, whenever the wizard Merlin could get away from affairs of state at the court of King Arthur, he would return to his lover, Viviane, in the forest of Brocéliande.
In the forest, the fountain of Barenton is reputed to be the spot where Merlin first met Viviane, who was the daughter of the Lord of nearby Comper Castle. The castle’s lake is said to cover the palace that Merlin magically built for her. The fountain is also claimed to be the spot where Yvain, one of King Arthur’s Knights, defeated the Black Knight, the fountain’s guardian.
One day, Viviane implored him to teach her his magical arts and gradually she learned all his magic. It is this knowledge that she used finally to imprison Merlin in nine invisible rings – a prison of air – to keep him from leaving her again to return to his duties at Arthur’s court. It is said that Merlin’s Tomb hides this prison of air.

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” ―  Alb...