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Name: Tony
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| Many times when I am troubled or confused, I find
comfort in sitting in my back yard and having a scotch and soda along
with a quiet conversation with Jesus. This happened to me just last
week, after a particularly difficult day. I said, "Jesus, why do I work
so hard?"
And I heard the reply: "Men find many ways to demonstrate the love they
have for their family. You work hard to have a peaceful, beautiful
place for your friends and family to gather."
I said: "I thought that money was the root of all evil." And the reply
was: "No, the LOVE of money is the root of all evil. Money is a tool;
it can be used for good or bad."
I was starting to feel better, but I still had that one burning
question, so I asked it. "Jesus," I said, "what is the meaning of life?
Why am I here?"
He replied: "That is a question many men ask. The answer is in your
heart and is different for everyone. I would love to chat with you some
more, señor, but for now I have to finish your lawn." | | |
| Haven't blogged much, but here's something funny I found on a forum I frequent:
Last week I purchased a burger and fries at
McDonalds for $3.58. The counter girl took my $4.00 and I pulled 8
cents from my pocket and gave it to her. She stood there,holding the
nickel and 3 pennies. While looking at the screen on her register, I
sensed her discomfort and tried to tell her to just give me two
quarters, but she hailed the manager for help. While he tried to
explain the transaction to her, she stood there and cried. Why do I
tell you this; because of the evolution in teaching math since the
1960's...
Teaching Math In 1960
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
Teaching Math In 1970
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
Teaching Math In 1980
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?
Teaching Math In 1990
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production
is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
Teaching Math In 2000
A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and
inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the
preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of
$20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class
participation after answering the question: How did the birds and
squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong
answers.)
Teaching Math In 2007
Un ranchero vende una carretera de madera para $100. El
cuesto de la produccion era $80. Cuantos tortillas se puede
comprar? | | |
| Hypocrisy.
Everyone is prone it. Sometimes despite our own realization of it, we fail to ascertain it's fallible nature...
Edit:
Fuck me sideways for being so sappy but I've never came upon a passage with so much wisdom/meaning. It's really something I should really start living by:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of
wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. --Corinthians 13:4-7 | | |
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