You are special to me!

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Hi All,
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> Perhaps you might also like this story which a friend sent :
>
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> One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the
>other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space
>between each name.
>
> Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say
>about each of their classmates and write it down.
>
> It took the remainder of the class period to finish their
>assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the
>papers.
>
> That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student
>on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said
>about that individual.
>
> On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long,
>the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never
>knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much."
>were most of the comments.
>
> No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never
>knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it
>didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students
>were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
>
> Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet
>Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She
>had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so
>handsome, so mature.
>
> The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who
>loved him too a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one
>to bless the coffin.
>
> As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as
>pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded:
>"yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
>
> After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went
>together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously
>waiting to speak with his teacher.
>
> "We want to show you something," his father said, taking a
>wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed.
>We thought you might recognize it."
>
> Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of
>notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many
>times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones
>on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates
>had said about him.
>
> "Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As
>you can see, Mark treasured it."
>
> All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around.
>Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's
>in the top drawer of my desk at home."
>
> Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding
>album."
>
> "I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."
>
> Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook,
>took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group
>"I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an
>eyelash, she
>continued: "I think we all saved our lists."
>
> That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried
>for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
>
> The density of people in society is so thick that we forget
>that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.
>
> So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they
>are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
>
> And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Send this message on. If
>you do not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful
>opportunity to do something nice and beautiful
>
> If you've received this, it is because someone cares for you
>and it means there is probably at least someone for whom you care.
>
> If you're "too busy" to take those few minutes right now to
>forward this message on, would this be the VERY first time you didn't
>do that little thing that would make a difference in your relationships?
>
> Remember, you reap what you sow. What you put into the lives
>of others comes back into your own.
>
> May Your Day Be As Blessed As You Are Special.._,_.___
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