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| 586.1 | Smooth Road!!! | ELESYS::JASNIEWSKI | Our common crisis | Mon Sep 26 1988 09:38 | 13 |
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In 1st grade my teacher drew upon the black board two imaginary
roads at a fork. The right hand road was drawn smooth as glass,
using the side of the chalk. The left hand road was filled with
obstacles, rocks named "learning", holes named "growing", etc. She
then asked the class, which road thru life do we really want to
take?
Smooth road!!! - everyone said. And you know, the answer from
people seems to be still the same - even today, so many years later.
Joe Jas
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| 586.2 | Entropy kills smooth roads. | 16BITS::AITEL | Every little breeze.... | Mon Sep 26 1988 11:28 | 12 |
| It does not seem to matter much which road you want to take. Life
has a way of putting the potholes and mountains in for you. However,
if you've chosen the smooth road, the obstacles will all be chosen
for you by circumstance, and you will not have prepared for any
of them. If you've chosen the rougher road, you'll at least get
to choose some of the hills, and you'll be facing them with your
blinders OFF.
Too bad we don't learn this early on, when we can prepare for life,
instead of later, when all we seem to do is complain.
--Louise
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| 586.3 | Another Poem | SUPER::REGNELL | Smile!--Payback is a MOTHER! | Tue Sep 27 1988 11:48 | 30 |
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Much the same....written somewhat differently...
I first read it when I was 12....and have tried to live by it
since then...
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not be one traveller and travel both,
long I stood and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth...
Then took the other as just as fair,
though having perhaps the better claim
for it was grassy and wanted wear,
though as for that the passing there had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
in steps no foot and trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day,
Yet, knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted that I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood and I, I took the one less traveled by...
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
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| 586.4 | choose a path & smile when walking! | WFOOFF::BECHTHOLD | | Tue Nov 15 1988 16:43 | 13 |
| This was - by far - one of the most "humanistic" poems that I have
encountered in quite a while. As a closet poet, I often search
for unusual poetry to compare to my own....often to see if the emotions
of others run as deep as mine.
The author of this note has encountered a "crossroads" in his/her
life....as most of us do. My personal philosophy: choose a road,
shut and lock the gate behind you....this allows you to glance back
but it is not worth trying to reverse your path. Besides, there
are so many exciting crossroads ahead!!
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