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Dreams
By: Unknown Author
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The first day of school our professor introduced
himself and challenged
us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look
around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a
wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her
entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old.
Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!"
and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a
young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married,
have a couple of kids..."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated
her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting
one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next
three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop.
I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she
shared
her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose
became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She
loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from
the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football
banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she
dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and
simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and
this
whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me
just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are
only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream.
When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around
who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between
growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't
do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am
eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I
will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any
talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the
opportunity in change.
Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did,
but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are
those with regrets" She concluded her speech by courageously singing
"The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our
daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all
those years ago.
One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two
thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the
wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all
you can possibly be.
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