A basketball in my hands is worth about $19. A basketball in Michael Jordan’s hands is worth about $33 million. It depends whose hands it’s in. A baseball in my hands is worth about $6. A baseball in Mark McGwire’s … Continue reading →
Once there was a farmer and he and his family were living through a cold, snowy Midwestern winter. He was a kind, decent, good man – generous to his family and honest in his dealings with others, but he just … Continue reading →
When you are exhausted by interruptions, try to remember that their very frequency may indicate how valuable your life is. Only the people who are full of help and strength are burdened by other people’s needs. The interruptions which we … Continue reading →
True tech support stories from the past, as told by the people who worked them: A woman called the Canon help desk with a problem with her printer. The tech asked her if she was “running it under Windows.” The woman … Continue reading →
Once upon a time there was a bunch of tiny frogs who arranged a running competition. The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower. A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race … Continue reading →
Everything hurts and what doesn’t hurt doesn’t work. The gleam in your eyes is from the sun hitting your bi-focals. You keep repeating yourself. You feel like the morning after and you haven’t been anywhere. Your little black book contains … Continue reading →
There’s one sport in which neither the spectators nor the participants know the score or the leader until the contest ends. What is it? What famous North American landmark is constantly moving backward? Of all vegetables, only two can live … Continue reading →
“A smile activates mirror neurons — special signals that fire when we act and when we observe others acting–making grins literally contagious. Smiles are like parties for the brain. They activate neuropeptides that work to reduce stress and spread happy messages … Continue reading →
Working as a pediatric nurse, I had the difficult assignment of giving immunization shots to children. One day I entered the examining room to give four-year-old Lizzie her shot. “NO! NO! NO!” she screamed. “Lizzie,” her mother scolded. “That’s not … Continue reading →
At the Henry Street Hebrew School, Goldblatt, the new teacher, finished the day’s lesson. It was now time for the usual question period. “Mr. Goldblatt,” announced little Joey, “there’s something I can’t figure out.” “What’s that Joey?” asked Goldblatt. “Well, … Continue reading →