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seems certain that they will travel roads we never thought of, navigate
strange seas, and glimpse horizons beyond our power to visualize. What
can we give them to take along?
For
the wild shores of Beyond, no toy or bauble will do. It must be
something more, constructed of stouter fabric discovered among the
cluttered aisles and tinseled bargain counters of experience, winnowed
from what little we have learned.
It
must be devised out of responsibility and profound caring--a homemade
present of selfless love. Everything changes but the landscape of the
heart.
What shall we give the children?
Attention, for one day it will be too late.
A
sense of value, the inalienable place of the individual in the scheme
of things, with all that accrues to the individual - sefl-reliance,
courage, conviction, self-respect and respect for others.
A sense of humor. Laughter leavens life.
The meaning of discipline. If we falter at discipline, life will do it for us.
The will to work. Satisfying work is the lasting joy.
The talent for sharing, for it is not so much what we give as what we share.
The love of justice. Justice is the bulwark against violence and oppression, and the repository of human dignity.
The passion for truth, founded on precept and example. Truth is the beginning of every good thing.
The power of faith, engendered in mutual trust. Life without faith is a dismal dead-end street.
The beacon of hope, which lights all darkness.
The knowledge of being loved beyond demand or reciprocity, praise or blame, for those so loved are never lost.
What shall we give the children?
The
open sky, the brown earth, the leafy tree, the golden sand, the blue
water, the stars in their courses and the awareness of these. Birdsong,
butterflies, clouds, and rainbows. Sunlight, moonlight, firelight. A
large hand reaching down for a small hand. Impromptu praise, an
unexpected kiss, a straight answer. The gift of enthusiasm and a sense
of wonder. Long days to be merry in and nights without fear. The memory
of a good home.
--author unknown
(This piece was shared with me over thirty years ago. If you know the author please let me know!)
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