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24 Jan

Splinter in One’s Eye

Author: admin  //  Category: General

A man once stole a piece of food and was ordered by the king to be hanged. When asked if he had any last words, the thief replied, “Know, O King, that I can plant an apple seed in the ground and it will grow and bear fruit overnight. It is a secret that my father taught me and I thought it would be a pity if it died with me.”

A time was appointed the following day for planting the seed. The thief dug a hole and said, “This seed can only be planted by someone who has never stolen or taken anything which did not belong to him. Being a thief, I cannot of course do it.”

The king asked his prime minister to plant the seed but he hesitated and said, “Your majesty, when I was young, I recall keeping an article that did not belong to me. I cannot plant the seed.”

The treasurer, when told to plant the seed, begged the king’s pardon, saying that he may have cheated someone out of some money. The king in his turn, recalled that once he took and kept a precious object belonging to his father.

The thief turned to them and said, “You are all mighty and powerful persons. You are not in want of anything, yet you cannot plant the seed. Yet I, who stole a little food to stay alive, am to be hanged.”

The king, pleased with the man’s wisdom, pardoned him.

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04 Jan

Retarded Children

Author: admin  //  Category: General

When I spoke before the Indiana Retarded Children Association, I realized that the members of the audience were mostly parents of retarded children or teachers of retarded children and that they were very sensitive toward the treatment their children receive, so I included this piece of material for them:

“Ladies and gentlemen, over in Michigan we are beginning to integrate retarded children with the regular classes in our schools, and this happened in a newly-integrated sixth grade class recently. It was recess time and one of the students said to the other, “Come on, Theresa let’s go. Don’t bother with Elizabeth, she’s retarded.” And they left, and Elizabeth, who was retarded but not deaf, walk slowly up to the front of the classroom and said to her teacher, “Mrs. Browning, am I retarded?”

And Mrs. Browning smiled a loving smile and took Elizabeth by the hand and said, “Yes, Elizabeth, you are retarded.” She paused for just an instant and then she continued, “And Elizabeth, I am retarded and everyone is retarded, because God didn’t make any perfect people. But, Elizabeth, none are so retarded as those who could, but will not understand.”

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