Force in Readiness

Ready.

Aim.

Fire.

Take your best shot.

Hit me with your best shot.

Fire Away.

”I never saw a moor,

I never saw the sea;

Yet know I how the Heather looks,

And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,

Nor visited in heaven;

Yet certain am I of the spot

As if the chart were given.

Faith requires no proofs.

Ms. Emily’s wisdom beyond years.

The Flies and the Honey Pot🦟🍯

”A jar of honey chanced to spill

It’s contents on the windowsill

In many a vicious pool and fill.

The flies, attracted by the sweet,

Began so greedily to eat,

They smeared their fragile wings and feet.

With many a twitch and pull in vain

They gasped to get away again,

And died in aromatic pain.

Moral?

O foolish creatures that destroy

Themselves for transitory joy. (wb)

The prudent person looks before leaping.🐸🐸

The Frogs and the Well

Two frogs lived together in a marsh. But one hot summer the marsh dried up, and they left it to look for another place to live in, for frogs like damp places if they can get them. By and by they came to a deep well, and one of them looked down into it, and said to the other, “This looks like a nice cool place. Let us jump in and settle here.” But the other, who had a wiser head on his shoulders, replied,

“Not so fast, my friend. Supposing this well dried up like the marsh, how should we get out ahead?”

Moral?

Think twice before you act.

The Lion and the Mouse.🦁🐭

One day a great lion lay asleep in the sunshine. A little mouse ran across his paw and weakened him. the great lion was just going to eat him up when the little mouse cried, “Oh please, let me go, sir. Some day I may help you.”

The lion laughed at the thought that the little mouse could be of any use to him. but he was a good-natured lion and he set the mouse free.

Not long after, the lion was caught in a net. He tugged and pulled with all his might, but the ropes were too strong. The he roared loudly. The little mouse heard him, and ran to the spot.

”Be still, dear Lion, and I will set you free. I will gnaw the ropes.”

With his sharp little teeth, the mouse cut the ropes, and the lion came out of the net.

”You laughed at me once,” said the mouse. “You thought I was too little to do you a good turn. But see, you owe your life to a poor little mouse.”

Moral?

Kindness is not a feeble virtue.

Kindness paid and repaid. We learn that compassion lies within the power of both the mighty and the meek. There is no such thing as a small act of kindness.

Do you know where you are going? Where you have been? When was the last time you panicked at the thought of mis placing your vice, device, your “phone”.

Work while you work,

Play while you play;

One thing each time,

That is the way.

All that you do,

Do with your might;

Things done by halves

Are not done right.

Moral?

Focus is as focus does.

ADHD can stand for Always Do & Help Daily

Others.

Not necessarily yourself.

Saying you’’ll do something may take one kind of courage, but actually doing it requires a difference type.

Real bravery lies in deeds, not words.

An old cat🐱🐭was in the habit of catching all the mice in the barn. One day the mice met to talk about the great harm that she was doing them.

Each one told of some plan by which to keep out of her way.

”Do as I say,” said an old gray mouse that was thought to be very wise, “Do as I say. Hang the bell to the cat’s neck. Then, when we hear it ring, we shall know that she is coming, and can scamper out of her way.”

”Good, good!” said all the other mice, and one ran out to get the bell.

”Now which of you will hang this bell on the cat’s neck?” said the old gray mouse.

”Not I! Not I” said all the mice together. And they scampered away to their holes.

Ready.

Aim.

Fire.

Take your best shot.

Hit me with your best shot.

Fire away.

Character comes from steadfastness and commitment.

Lest we all cry “Wolf”🐺

Lose our honesty. Lose good character.

”There was once a shepherd boy who kept his flock at a little distance from the village. Once he thought he would play a trick on the villagers and have some fun at their expense.

And have some fun at their expense.

So he ran toward the village crying out, with all his might:

”Wolf! Wolf! Come and help! The wolves are at my lambs!”

The kind villagers left their work and ran to the field to help him. But when they got there the boy laughed at them for their pains; there was no wolf there.

Still another day the boy tried the same trick, and the villagers came running to help and were laughed at again.

Then one day a wolf did break into the fold and began killing the lambs. In great fright, the boy ran back for help. “Wolf! Wolf!” He screamed. “There is a wolf in the flock! Help”.!!

The villagers heard him, but they thought it was another mean trick; no one paid the least attention, or went near him. And the shepherd boy lost all his sheep.

That is the kind of thing that happens to people who lie; even when they do tell the truth they will not be believed.

Enough said.

Mean tricks are simply,

Mean.

The tangled webs we weave to relieve us. Of our sins are proof. Of our frailties also proof. Keep them buried deep inside and life redundantly becomes a whodunnit of epic proportions.

Let ‘em out and freedom is bound to follow. In the best possible and servitude-minded path of least resistance.