Spark of Hope #101 – There are two writings that are my perpetual favorites. One takes me back to the basics of life and the other reminds me to go out with a bang. The basics of playing, sharing, loving, caring, doing, and giving are brilliantly captured by Robert Fulghum in All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten. Jenny Joseph provides a wonderful outrageous template for growing old with style, courage and humor in her eloquent poem entitled, Warning. The calendar tells me that I’m now 53, yet I feel like a wonder-filled kindergartner. On this birthday, I’ll reminisce about what life has taught me thus far. I’ll add to my outrageous list of “must-do’s,” so that I’m sure to go out with a bang. You’re never too old to make Huge Outcomes Possible Everyday — so shine on HOPE shine on!
(Read my favorites below. ;))
Hope is like a spark; if the conditions are right, it can spread like wildfire. Hope feeds the soul, ignites passion, and inspires others. Tucked inside each of us is a child-like spark that says: never forget to dream, play and imagine. HOPE is the extraordinary spark that says Huge Outcomes are Possible Everyday!
Robert Fulghum’s credo:
All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten.
- 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.
- Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
- Live a balanced life – learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
- Take a nap every afternoon.
- When you go out in the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands and stick together.
- Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam 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 Styrofoam cup – they all die. So do we.
- And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned – the biggest word of all – LOOK.
Jenny Joseph’s poem: WARNING
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens . . .
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.