Make a Difference

valentine-heart.jpgI came across the following email that I had received from my brother, Curtis Erickson, way back on May, 2007.  It touched me so much the second time around that I want to share it with you on this Valentine Day:

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.  Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. 

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual. 

On Monday she gave each student his or her list.  Before long, the entire class was smiling.  “Really?” she heard whispered.  “I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!” and, “I didn’t know others liked me so much.” were most of the comments. 

No one ever mentioned those papers  in class again.  She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn’t matter.  The exercise had accomplished its purpose.  The students were happy with themselves and one another. 

Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.  One of the soldiers who acted as a pallbearer came up to her.  “Were you Mark’s math teacher?” he asked.  She nodded, “Yes.”  Then he said: “Mark talked about you a lot.”  After the funeral, most of Mark’s former classmates went together to a luncheon.  Mark’s mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.  “We want to show you something,” his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket.  “They found this on Mark when he was killed.  We thought you might recognize it.” 

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times.  The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark’s classmates had said about him.  “Thank you so much for doing that,” Mark’s mother said.  “As you can see, Mark treasured it.” 

All of Marks former classmates started to gather around.  Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, “I still have my list.  It’s in the top drawer of my desk at home.”  Chuck’s wife said, “Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.”  Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group.  “I carry this with me at all times.  I think we all saved our lists.” 

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day.  And we don’t know when that one day will be.  So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important.  Tell them, before it is too late. 

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