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The Charles Schulz Philosophy
The following is the philosophy of Charles Schulz, the creator of the 'Peanuts' comic strip.
You don't have to actually answer the questions. Just ponder on them.
Just read the e-mail straight through, and you'll get the point.
1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America pageant.
4 Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress.
6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.
How did you do?
The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday.
These are no second-rate achievers.
They are the best in their fields.
But the applause dies..
Awards tarnish..
Achievements are forgotten.
Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.
Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:
1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4.. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
Easier?
The lesson:
The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the
most credentials, the most money...or the most awards.
They simply are the ones who care the most
Pass this on to those people who have either made a difference in your life,
or whom you keep close in your heart, like I did
'Don't worry about the world coming to an end today.
It's already tomorrow in India!
Comics
Humour
A little boy went up to his father and asked: 'Dad, where did my intelligence come from?' A doctor examining a woman who had been rushed to the Emergency Room, took the husband aside, and said, 'I don't like the looks of your wife at all.' A blonde calls Delta Airlines and asks, 'Can you tell me how long it'll take to fly from San Francisco to New York City?' Two Mexican detectives were investigating the murder of Juan Gonzalez.
'How was he killed?' asked one detective. A man was recovering from surgery when the Surgical Nurse appears and asks him how he is feeling.
The father replied. 'Well, son, you must have got it from your mother, cause I still have mine.'
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'Mr. Clark, I have reviewed this case very carefully,' the divorce Court Judge said, 'And I've decided to give your wife $775 a week.'
Tha's very fair, your honor' the husband said. 'And every now and then I'll try to send her a few bucks myself.'
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'Me neither Dr.,' said the husband. 'But she's a great cook and really good with the kids.'
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The agent replies, 'Just a minute.'
'Thank you,' the blonde says, and hangs up.
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'How was he killed?' asked one detective.
'With a golf gun,' the other detective replied.
'A golf gun! What is a golf gun?'
'I don't know. But it sure made a hole in Juan.'
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'I'm O. K. But I didn't like the four letter-words the doctor used in surgery,' he answered.
'What did he say,' asked the nurse.
'Oops!' .
'Oops!' .
Mike walked into the bar looking like he'd been run over by a truck.
His hair was matted, his face bloody and scratched, his clothes torn.
His friends bought him a beer,
then asked, "What happened?"
He said,
"Remember that smashing redhead, Suzanne, I met here last night?
So sweet and pure as the driven snow?
Well, I went on a date with her tonight.
I ended up having to fight for her honor and purity."
"No kidding?"
"Yeah. But that little honey
was determined to keep it."
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Poetry
kidhar se utare kahaan aa ke tujh se mil jaaye
abhi nadi ke chalan se tuu ruu.shanaas nahin
kidhar se utare kahaan aa ke tujh se mil jaaye
abhi nadi ke chalan se tuu ruu.shanaas nahin
khulaa pa.Daa hai samandar kitaab ki suurat
vahi pa.Dhe ise aakar jo naa.shanaas nahin
vahi pa.Dhe ise aakar jo naa.shanaas nahin
sitam havaa kaa agar tere tan ko raas nahin
kahaan se laa.uun vo jhonkaa jo mere paas nahin
kahaan se laa.uun vo jhonkaa jo mere paas nahin
pighal chukaa huun tamaazat men aafataab ki main
meraa vujuud bhi ab mere aas-paas nahin
meraa vujuud bhi ab mere aas-paas nahin
mere nasib men kab thi barahanagi apani
mili vo mujh ko tamannaa ki be-libaas nahin
mili vo mujh ko tamannaa ki be-libaas nahin
lahuu ke saath ga.i tan-badan ki sab chahakaar
chubhan sabaa men nahin hai kali men baas nahin .
chubhan sabaa men nahin hai kali men baas nahin .
Straight from my heart to you
There's trouble getting started
I'm not real sure what to do
This letter would just touch your heart
And pull those little strings
That give a nice funny feeling
That makes your heart want to sing
My letter would say of my love
So much to give to you
And hopefully it would make you say
That yes, you love me too
It would remind you of the moments
The two of us did share
And pull the thoughts straight from your heart
To remind you that you care
I know it's just a letter
I hope that it just might
Make you think I'm holding you
in my arms so tight
Never will it take the place
Of my being by your side
But hope it can show all the love
I feel for you inside
I wish that I could write it
To show just how I feel
But if I were to write it now
You'd say "hey what's the deal"
So I just write this poem
Knowing it's not the same
But rather put words to paper
Than to hang my head in shame
I wanted to write a love letter
And send it from my heart
To hope that soon one day
We would not be apart
So take these words I've written
With love to you from me
And with a lot of hope and work
Together we will be
I'd like to end by saying
I often think of you
I hope to stare in your clear blue eyes
And say that I love you
I hope you take my words
Of actions I can't do
And hold them in your heart
And say you love me too.
There's trouble getting started
I'm not real sure what to do
This letter would just touch your heart
And pull those little strings
That give a nice funny feeling
That makes your heart want to sing
My letter would say of my love
So much to give to you
And hopefully it would make you say
That yes, you love me too
It would remind you of the moments
The two of us did share
And pull the thoughts straight from your heart
To remind you that you care
I know it's just a letter
I hope that it just might
Make you think I'm holding you
in my arms so tight
Never will it take the place
Of my being by your side
But hope it can show all the love
I feel for you inside
I wish that I could write it
To show just how I feel
But if I were to write it now
You'd say "hey what's the deal"
So I just write this poem
Knowing it's not the same
But rather put words to paper
Than to hang my head in shame
I wanted to write a love letter
And send it from my heart
To hope that soon one day
We would not be apart
So take these words I've written
With love to you from me
And with a lot of hope and work
Together we will be
I'd like to end by saying
I often think of you
I hope to stare in your clear blue eyes
And say that I love you
I hope you take my words
Of actions I can't do
And hold them in your heart
And say you love me too.
Love you baby
Graphics
Rose!
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