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Thursday, January 8, 2004 4:42:00 AM
This is a wonderful story. We could learn something from it. Although you may have seen this before, it is worth remembering - especially as we start a new year.

Older People

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us

to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around

when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled,

little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I

give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave

me a giant squeeze.

"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a

couple of kids..."

"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be

taking on this challenge at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!"

she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate

milk shake We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months

we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized

listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience

with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she

easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she

reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students.

She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football

banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to

the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her

three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she

leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I

gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me!

I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing

because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only

four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to

laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose

your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead

and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and

growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year

and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am

eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I

will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent

or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in

change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we

did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are

those with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She

challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those

years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the

wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late

to be all you can possibly be.

These words have been

passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.

GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.

If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it.

Sonny_LSU
Thursday, January 8, 2004 5:54:00 AM
good story.

Remember, next time your in a hurry to get somewhere and a "little ol' lady/man" gets in the way or is going too slow, be patient. That could be your loved one. Respect for our elders is an outdated idea that I will NEVER lose touch with.

pabloescabar
Thursday, January 8, 2004 6:24:00 AM
hey i still give up my seat on the bus to a old person.