दृष्टि your attitude, not your aptitude दृष्टि
दृष्टि your attitude, not your aptitude दृष्टि
by ♥ heart ♥ Sat Apr 04, 2009 1:23 am
Once
there was an old and very wise man. Every day he would sit outside a
gas station in his rocking chair and wait to greet motorists as they
passed through his small town. On this day, his granddaughter knelt
down at the foot of his chair and slowly passed the time with him.
As they sat and watched the people come and go, a tall man who surely
had to be a tourist -- since they knew everyone in the town -- began
looking around as if he were checking out the area for a place to live
in.
The stranger walked up and asked,” So what kind of town is this that we're in?"
The older gentleman slowly turned to the man and replied," Well, what kind of town are you from?"
The tourist said, “In the town I'm from everyone is very critical of
each other. The neighbours all gossip about everyone, and it's a real
negative place to live. I'm sure glad to be leaving. It is not a very
cheerful place."
The man in the chair looked at the stranger and said," You know, that's just how this town is."
An hour or so later a family that was also passing through stopped for
gas. The car slowly turned in and rolled to a stop in front of where
the older gentleman and his granddaughter were sitting. The mother
jumped out with two small children and asked where the restrooms were.
The man in the chair pointed to a small, bent-up sign that was barely
hanging by one nail on the side of the door.
The father stepped out of the car and also asked the man, “Is this town a pretty good place to live in?"
The man in the chair replied," What about the town you are from? How is it?"
The father looked at him and said, “Well, in the town I'm from everyone
is very close and always willing to lend their neighbour a helping
hand. There's always a hello and thank you everywhere you go. I really
hate to leave. I feel almost like we are leaving family."
The older gentlemen turned to the father and gave him a warm smile.
"You know, that's a lot like this small town."
Then the family returned to the car, said their thank yous, waved goodbye and drove away.
After the family was in the distance, the granddaughter looked up at
her grandfather and asked, “Grandpa, how come when the first man came
into our town you told him it was a terrible place to live in and when
the family came in to town you told them it was a wonderful place to
live in?"
The grandfather lovingly looked down at this granddaughter's wondering
eyes and said, “No matter where you move, you take your own attitude
with you and that's what makes it terrible or wonderful.”
It's your attitude, not your aptitude that determines your altitude.
Happiness is not something you find, it's something you create.
there was an old and very wise man. Every day he would sit outside a
gas station in his rocking chair and wait to greet motorists as they
passed through his small town. On this day, his granddaughter knelt
down at the foot of his chair and slowly passed the time with him.
As they sat and watched the people come and go, a tall man who surely
had to be a tourist -- since they knew everyone in the town -- began
looking around as if he were checking out the area for a place to live
in.
The stranger walked up and asked,” So what kind of town is this that we're in?"
The older gentleman slowly turned to the man and replied," Well, what kind of town are you from?"
The tourist said, “In the town I'm from everyone is very critical of
each other. The neighbours all gossip about everyone, and it's a real
negative place to live. I'm sure glad to be leaving. It is not a very
cheerful place."
The man in the chair looked at the stranger and said," You know, that's just how this town is."
An hour or so later a family that was also passing through stopped for
gas. The car slowly turned in and rolled to a stop in front of where
the older gentleman and his granddaughter were sitting. The mother
jumped out with two small children and asked where the restrooms were.
The man in the chair pointed to a small, bent-up sign that was barely
hanging by one nail on the side of the door.
The father stepped out of the car and also asked the man, “Is this town a pretty good place to live in?"
The man in the chair replied," What about the town you are from? How is it?"
The father looked at him and said, “Well, in the town I'm from everyone
is very close and always willing to lend their neighbour a helping
hand. There's always a hello and thank you everywhere you go. I really
hate to leave. I feel almost like we are leaving family."
The older gentlemen turned to the father and gave him a warm smile.
"You know, that's a lot like this small town."
Then the family returned to the car, said their thank yous, waved goodbye and drove away.
After the family was in the distance, the granddaughter looked up at
her grandfather and asked, “Grandpa, how come when the first man came
into our town you told him it was a terrible place to live in and when
the family came in to town you told them it was a wonderful place to
live in?"
The grandfather lovingly looked down at this granddaughter's wondering
eyes and said, “No matter where you move, you take your own attitude
with you and that's what makes it terrible or wonderful.”
It's your attitude, not your aptitude that determines your altitude.
Happiness is not something you find, it's something you create.
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