Most of all the other beautiful things in life come by twos and threes by dozens and hundreds. Plenty of roses, stars, sunsets, rainbows, brothers, and sisters, aunts and cousins, but only one mother in the whole world.
Roots, which would allow our children to stand firmly and to steadfastly hold their grounds in a world which is constantly trying to change them into something else. And Wings, which allow them to soar to great height, freely, unbounded and far away.
I thought I would start my speech by addressing you as the “new” family of my daughter. But I think it would be inappropriate because now that she is married, you are “the family” for her. Believe me; I don’t have a problem with that. I, in fact, want my daughter to have “you” as her priority now. Its time for us to take a backseat in her life. We would happily accept it but would surely request one thing – please keep her happy!
This boy was previously thought to be a “problem child” in an elementary school. Fortunately, his teacher didn’t give up on him and ‘gave’ him a little more time instead. And sure enough, he certainly impressed his teacher with his innate hidden talent in drawing and loved of marine lives.
In a powerful letter to all teachers, Nelba Marquez-Greene, the mother of one of the children killed in the Sandy Hook elementary school shooting, wrote, “It takes guts to be a teacher.”
As we come to the end of the day when we send the little ones to their beds, do we remember to also give them a goodnight kiss?
The world does not owe you a living, you owe the world something. You owe it your time, energy and talent so that no one will be at war, in sickness and lonely again. In other words grow up, stop being a cry baby, get out of your dream world and develop a backbone not a wishbone.