Post by Charlie Schwarten on Aug 16, 2005 14:45:47 GMT -5
Napoleon Hill, a famous author once wrote:
"Cherish your visions and your dreams, as they are the children of your soul, the blueprints of your ultimate achievements."
Nothing could be more true. Let yourself dream alittle. Disregard the modern views that one must work a job 8-5 everyday, 7 days a week, forget financial pressures. Open wide the doors of your imagination and let the flood gates open. Once you have a dream, nothing can keep you from fulfilling it.
Let the world know what you will accomplish! Do not stop short of your dreams, do not settle for second best!
"Cherish your visions and your dreams, as they are the children of your soul, the blueprints of your ultimate achievements."
Nothing could be more true. Let yourself dream alittle. Disregard the modern views that one must work a job 8-5 everyday, 7 days a week, forget financial pressures. Open wide the doors of your imagination and let the flood gates open. Once you have a dream, nothing can keep you from fulfilling it.
Let the world know what you will accomplish! Do not stop short of your dreams, do not settle for second best!
Warning!
THOUGHTFUL ZONE
The following poem may change your life.
"Pretty Good"
by Charles Osgood
There was once a pretty good student,
Who sat in a pretty good class
And was taught by a pretty good teacher,
Who always let pretty good pass.
He wasn't terrific at reading;
He wasn't a whiz-bang at math;
But for him education was leading
Straight down a pretty good path.
He didn't find school too exciting,
But he wanted to do pretty well,
And he did have some trouble with writing,
And nobody had taught him to spell.
When doing arithmetic problems,
Pretty good was regarded as fine;
Five and five needn't always add to be 10,
A pretty good answer was nine.
The pretty good student was happy
With the standards that were in effect,
And nobody thought it was sappy
If his answers were not quite correct.
The pretty good class that he sat in
Was part of a pretty good school,
And the student was not an exception;
On the contrary, he was the rule.
The pretty good school that he went to
Was right there in a pretty good town.
And nobody there ever noticed
He could not tell a verb from a noun.
The pretty good student, in fact, was
A part of a pretty good mob.
And the first time he knew what he lacked was
When he looked for a pretty good job.
It was then, when he sought a position,
He discovered that life can be tough,
And he soon had a sneaky suspicion
Pretty good might not be good enough.
The pretty good town in our story
Was part of a pretty good state
Which had pretty good aspirations
And prayed for a pretty good fate.
There once was a pretty good nation,
Pretty proud of the greatness it had,
But which learned much too late,
If you want to be great, ...
Pretty good is, in fact, pretty bad.
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Please ad your own dreams and aspirations to our Dream Catcher so that others may be inspired to fulfill their's.
THOUGHTFUL ZONE
The following poem may change your life.
"Pretty Good"
by Charles Osgood
There was once a pretty good student,
Who sat in a pretty good class
And was taught by a pretty good teacher,
Who always let pretty good pass.
He wasn't terrific at reading;
He wasn't a whiz-bang at math;
But for him education was leading
Straight down a pretty good path.
He didn't find school too exciting,
But he wanted to do pretty well,
And he did have some trouble with writing,
And nobody had taught him to spell.
When doing arithmetic problems,
Pretty good was regarded as fine;
Five and five needn't always add to be 10,
A pretty good answer was nine.
The pretty good student was happy
With the standards that were in effect,
And nobody thought it was sappy
If his answers were not quite correct.
The pretty good class that he sat in
Was part of a pretty good school,
And the student was not an exception;
On the contrary, he was the rule.
The pretty good school that he went to
Was right there in a pretty good town.
And nobody there ever noticed
He could not tell a verb from a noun.
The pretty good student, in fact, was
A part of a pretty good mob.
And the first time he knew what he lacked was
When he looked for a pretty good job.
It was then, when he sought a position,
He discovered that life can be tough,
And he soon had a sneaky suspicion
Pretty good might not be good enough.
The pretty good town in our story
Was part of a pretty good state
Which had pretty good aspirations
And prayed for a pretty good fate.
There once was a pretty good nation,
Pretty proud of the greatness it had,
But which learned much too late,
If you want to be great, ...
Pretty good is, in fact, pretty bad.
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Please ad your own dreams and aspirations to our Dream Catcher so that others may be inspired to fulfill their's.