Thought for the day...

Every man has his liking.



Every light has its shadow.



Every question has its answer.



Every story has two sides.

 

An evil lesson is soon learned.



Evil boomerangs: it strikes your conscience.



Of evil gain no good seed can come.



One rotten apple spoils the whole barrel.



The ewes who bleat lose most of their meat.

 

Hit the nail on the head.



Don’t make a mountain out of a mole hill.



Follow the good and learn to be better.



If you excuse yourself, you accuse yourself.



The cunning fox has a bag of excuses.

 

Ignorance is no excuse.



Expect to be treated as you have treated others.



Make not the sauce till you have caught the fish.



Many things that are lawful are not expedient; breaking your own neck, for instance.



Experience is the best teacher.

 

Experience is good if not bought too dear.



Listen to the voice of experience but also make use of your brains.



Experience bought by suffering teaches wisdom.



Experience without learning is better than learning without experience.



Send a fool to the market and he’ll still return a fool.

 

Wise men learn from other’s mistakes; fools by their own.



He that stumbles twice at the same stone deserves to have his shins broke.



Once bitten, twice shy.



We live and learn, at least some of us.

 

Amen.

 

It’s best to be cautious and to avoid extremes.



Don’t rush to extremes and cut off your nose to spite your face.


An evil eye can see no good.



If the eye won’t admire the heart won’t desire.



You may have perfect eyesight and be blind as a bat.

 

A little stroll down memory lane for some of us.
Heard a Doctor on TV recently telling us that we needed children to play in the dirt with their dogs and cats and be allowed to build up some immunity! Who would have thought? It has been shown that kids growing up in “less than modern clean” environments have much stronger immune systems than kids growing up in modern “clean” environments.

My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on bread on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting E.coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the creek, the lake or at the beach instead of a pristine chlorinated pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then either?

We all took PE in school. And risked permanent injury with a pair of Dunlop sandshoes or bare feet, if you couldn't afford the runners, instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built-in light reflectors that cost as much as a small car.

The local roofing company left large tubs of solid tar to melt for roofing the next day. We would break off a few chunks and chew it like gum. I wonder what the local health officials would say about that today, but we are still here,

We got the cane or the strap for doing something wrong at school, they used to call it discipline. yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour & respect those older than us.

We had at least 40 kids in our class and somehow, we all learned to read and write, do math and spell almost all the words needed to write a grammatically correct letter......., FUNNY THAT!!

We all said prayers in school irrespective of our religion, and no one got upset. Staying in detention after school netted us all sorts of negative attention, we wish we hadn't got. The punishment at home was far worse than anything the school or police dished out.

And we all knew we had to accomplish something before we were allowed to be proud of ourselves.

We used to shoot at each other with pea shooters, sling shots and BB guns. How many parents would let the kids do that today?

I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We weren't! Don’t even mention about the rope swing into the river or climbing trees.

Oh yeah ... And where were the antibiotics and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played "King of the Castle" on piles of dirt or gravel left on vacant building sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the bottle of iodine and then we got our backside spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of antibiotics and then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?

We never needed to get into group therapy and/or anger management classes. We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!

With all of the above, we never got a tetanus shot. As a mater of fact, we never heard of tetanus. How did we ever survive?

LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!

Pass this to someone and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best.

AAAh, those WERE the days!

 

What the eye can’t see the heart won’t crave.



What the eyes see the heart believes.



Out of sight, out of mind.



Every eye that is shut is not asleep.