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Topic: Miscellaneous - Part Three
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 11-04-2005 12:34 PM
Rated G Robert Fulghum
ALL I EVER NEEDED TO KNOW I LEARNED IN KINDERGARTEN
Most of what I really need to know about how to live, and what to do, and how to be, I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sandbox at nursery school.
These are the things I learned - Share everything * Play fair * Don't hit people * Put things back where you found them * Clean up your own mess * Don't take things that aren't yours * Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody * Wash your hands before you eat * Flush * Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you * Live a balanced life * Learn some and think and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
Take a nap every afternoon * When you go out into the world, watch for traffic, hold hands and stick together * Be aware of wonder * Remember the little seed in the plastic cup. The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the plastic cup---they die. So do we.
And then remember the book and Dick and Jane and the first word you learned, the biggest word of all: LOOK. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and life and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and sane living.
Think of what a better world it would be if we all -- the whole world -- had cookies and milk about 3 o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankets for a nap. Or if we had a basic policy in our nation and other nations to always put things back where we found them and clean up our messes. And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 11-04-2005 01:36 PM
Rated G
Two men are occupying booths in a public restroom, when one calls to the other,
"There is no toilet paper over here--do you have any over there?"
The second man replies, "No, sorry, I don't seem to have any, either."
The first man then asks, "Well, do you have a magazine or newspaper?"
The second man says, "No, sorry!"
The first man pauses, then inquires, "Do you have change for a twenty?"
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 11-04-2005 01:41 PM
Rated G Peter
MATTER OF COMMUNICATION
There was a nice lady who was a little old fashioned. She was considering a week's vacation in sunny Florida at a particular campground, but she wanted to make sure of the accommodations first.
Uppermost in her mind were toilet facilities, but she couldn't bring herself to write "toilet" in a letter. After considerable deliberation, she settled on "bathroom commode," but when she wrote that down, it still sounded too forward, so she rewrote the letter to the campground, and referred to the "bathroom commode" as the "B.C.."
"Does the campground have its own B. C.?" is what she actually wrote.
The campground owner was baffled by the euphemism, so he showed the letter around to several people at the campground, but they couldn't decipher it either. Finally, the campground owner concluded that she must be referring to the local Baptist Church, so he sat down and responded:
"Dear Madam:
"I regret very much the delay in answering your letter, but I now take pleasure in informing you that a BC is located nine miles north of the campground, and is capable of seating 250 people at one time. I admit that it is quite a distance away if you are in the habit of going regularly, but no doubt you will be pleased to know that a great number of people take their lunches along and make a full day of it. They arrive early and stay late!
"The last time my wife and I went was six years ago, and it was so crowded that we had to stand up the entire time we were there. It may interest you to know that right now there is a supper planned to raise money to buy more seats. The supper is going to be held in the basement of the BC.
"I would like to say that it pains me very much not to be able to go more regularly, but it is surely from no lack of desire on my part. As we grow older, it seems to be more of an effort, particularly in cold weather!
"If you do decide to come down to our campground, perhaps I could go with you to the BC the first time, sit with you, and introduce you to all the other folks. REMEMBER, WE ARE WIDELY KNOWN AS A FRIENDLY COMMUNITY, SO COME ON DOWN AND WE'LL ALL ENJOY THE BC TOGETHER!!!"
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 11-07-2005 12:19 PM
Rated G
An Australian travel writer touring Canada was checking out of the Spokane Hilton. As he paid his bill, he asked the manager, "By the way, what's with the Indian sitting in the lobby? He's been there ever since I arrived."
"Oh that's Big Chief Forget-Me-Not," said the manager. "The hotel is built on an Indian reservation, and part of the agreement is to allow the chief free use of the premises for the rest of his life. He is known as Big Chief Forget-Me-Not because of his phenomenal memory. He is 92 and can remember even the slightest detail of his life."
The travel writer took this in and, as he was waiting for his cab, decided to put the chief's memory to the test. "'Ello, mate!" said the Aussie, receiving only a slight nod in return. "What did you have for breakfast on your 21st birthday?"
"Eggs," was the chief's instant reply, without even looking up, and indeed the Aussie was impressed.
He went off on his travel writing itinerary, right across to the east coast and back, telling others of Big Chief Forget-Me-Not's great memory.
One local noted to him that "How" was a more appropriate greeting for an Indian chief than "'Ello mate."
On his return to the Spokane Hilton six months later, he was surprised to see Big Chief Forget-Me-Not still sitting in the lobby, fully occupied with whittling away on a stick.
"How!" said the Aussie.
"Scrambled," said the chief.
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