05/03/2007
微不足道
相比這位93歲的老人家, 我們為別人付出的原來是這麼微不足道
９月２３日早９３歲的他靜靜地走了。無數活著的人在口口相傳中記住了他 ──蹬三輪的老人白芳禮。這不是神話：這位老人在７４歲以後的生命中，靠著一腳一腳地蹬三輪，掙下３５萬元人民幣，捐給了天津的多所大學、中學和小學，資助了３００多名貧困學生。而每一個走近他的人都驚異地發現，他的個人生活幾近乞丐，他的私有財產賬單上是一個零。
從１９９３年到１９９８年，老人資助了紅光中學的２００多名藏族學生，月月給他們補助，直到他們高中畢業。
白芳禮傾盡所能地把他的光和熱洒向了眾多需要幫助的學生身上，學生們從他那裡獲得的感動和成長，讓他收獲了無上的幸福。
老人忘不了那一年他到南開大學給貧困學生捐款的一幕。當時，學校要派車去接他，他說不用了，把省下的汽油錢給窮孩子買書。他自個兒蹬三輪到了學校。捐贈儀式上，老師把這個事一講，台下一片哭聲。許多學生上台從老人那裡接過資助的錢時，雙手都在發抖。
一位來自新疆地區的貧困學生，功課優秀，沒畢業就被天津一家大公司看中，擬以高薪聘用。這一天，他走上台激動地說：“我從白爺爺身上感到了一種前所未有的精神和力量。我正式向學校、也向白爺爺表示：畢業後我不留天津，要回到目前還貧困的家鄉，以白爺爺的精神去為改變家鄉面貌做貢獻！”他深深地向白芳禮老人鞠了一躬。全場掌聲雷動。老人高興得流下了眼淚。
事後，老人對他的老友說：“我過得是苦，掙來的每一塊錢都不容易。可我心裡是舒暢的。看到大學生們能從我做的這一點點小事上喚起一份報國心，我高興啊！”
這些年得到白芳禮捐助的大學、中學、小學以及教育基金等單位達３０家之多。老人捐錢從不圖回報，許多得到他幫助的學生並不知道他的姓名。他的快樂和幸福來自他那一顆太陽的心！
他堅守著自己心中的追求，就像戰士堅守著戰鬥的高地
１９９４年，白芳禮８１歲。這一天，他把整整一個寒冬掙來的３０００元辛苦錢交給一所學校後，校領導說代表全校３００名貧困生向他致敬。這話觸動了他：現今缺錢上學的孩子這麼多，光靠我一個人蹬三輪車掙來的錢救不了幾個娃呀！
他琢磨了一夜，第二天一早就把兒女家的門敲開了：“我準備把你們媽和我留下的那兩間老屋給賣了，再貸點款辦個公司，賺錢支教。”
不多幾天，在緊靠天津火車站的一塊小地盤上，出現了一個７平方米的小售貨亭，裡面擺著一些糕點煙酒等，當頭掛著一塊牌子──“白芳禮支教公司”。他對受雇的員工宣布：“我們掙來的錢姓‘教育’，每月結算，月月上交。”
小售貨亭讓白芳禮增加了不少支教的財力，卻一點也沒有改變他蹬三輪的生活。他把售貨亭交給伙計打理，自己照樣天天出車拉活。他說：“我出一天車總能掙回二三十塊錢，可以供十來個苦孩子一天的飯錢呢！”
為了在車站前拉活方便，他索性挨著亭子搭了個３平方米的小鐵皮棚子，裡面用磚頭搭了一塊木板算是“床”，棚頂上的接縫處露著一道道青天。夏天，棚裡的溫度高達４０攝氏度；冬天，放杯水可以凍成冰坨子。白芳禮就在這裡面住了? 蒝聝揭~。
“這老爺子怎麼像個沒家的人……”老人的兒女一直承受著某種誤解的壓力，他們對父親有些埋怨。蹬著三輪闖盪了一輩子的白芳禮，骨子裡有一種大義與胸懷，國家與社會在他心目中有頭號的位置。他對兒女們說：“我現在是有國無家，為了能給孩子們多掙錢,累點苦點都沒啥.
白芳禮像一個堅守戰鬥高地的戰士一樣堅守著他的追求。
然而，終於在那一天他感到了無奈。１９９９年，天津火車站進行整頓，所有商亭一律被拆除。望著轉眼工夫被拆成一堆垃圾的“白芳禮支教公司”，老人哭了。他老了，腿腳沒勁了，以後還指望用什麼掙錢給孩子們讀書呢？
那年冬天，老人蜷縮在車站附近一個自行車棚裡，硬是給人家看了３個月的自行車，每天把所得的１角、２角、１元、２元的錢整整齊齊地放在一個飯盒裡，等存滿５００元時，他揣上飯盒，蹬上車，在一個飄著雪花的冬日，來到了天津耀華中學。人們看到，他的頭發、胡子全白了，身上已經被雪浸濕。他向學校的老師遞上飯盒裡的５００元錢，說了一句：“我幹不動了，以後可能不能再捐了，這是我最後的一筆錢……”老師們全哭了。
白芳禮您的生日是父親節
一生辛苦無人能忘
一顆太陽的心是不會熄滅的，白芳禮依然活在他的追求中。其後的歲月裡，他播洒下的陽光迸裂成一個更大的陽光的世界。
當白芳禮患病的消息傳出，一批又一批學校的學生來到他的身邊。他望著孩子們，淚水一個勁兒地流：“孩子們，等我病好了，我還要蹬三輪掙錢資助你們讀書！”
然而，老人再也不能實現他的願望了。他像流星一樣劃過，但卻讓自己燃燒著，給世界留下了最後的光芒……
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02/03/2007
::4 things that you cannot recover::
A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport.
As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. She also bought a packet of cookies.
She sat down in an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace.
Beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading.
When she took out the first cookie, the man took one also.
She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought:
“What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would punch him for daring!”
For each cookie she took, the man took one too.
This was infuriating her but she didn’t want to cause a scene.
When only one cookie remained, she thought: “ah... What this abusive man do now?”
Then, the man, taking the last cookie, divided it into half, giving her one half.
Ah! That was too much!
She was much too angry now!
In a huff, she took her book, her things and stormed to the boarding place.
When she sat down in her seat, inside the plane, she looked into her purse to take her eyeglasses, and, to her surprise, her packet of cookies was there, untouched, unopened!
She felt so ashamed!! She realized that she was wrong...
She had forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse.
The man had divided his cookies with her, without feeling angered or bitter.
...while she had been very angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him.
And now there was no chance to explain herself...nor to apologize.”
There are 4 things that you cannot recover.
The stone...
...after the throw!
The word... palavra...
...after it’s said!
The occasion...
... after the loss!
The time...
...after it’s gone!
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01/03/2007
:: Golden box ::
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said, "This is for you, Momma."
The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner.
"Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold
box by her bed for all the years of her life.
Whenever she was discouraged or
faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love
and kisses from our children, family, friends and GOD. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
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