Princely Kindness

An aged man, whose sight was very nearly gone,was one day on " the isle of safety " in Piccadilly Circus,London, waiting with some anxiety for an opportunity to cross through the unceasing traffic.
A young man approached and offered his guidance,and this was thankfully accepted.
The road being crossed, the dim eyes of the old man observed that several hats were raised as the rescuer,having guided him across the pavement passed quietly into the throng of passing people. Someone
from the crowd approached the old man and asked if he knew who had helped him across the thoroughfare. "No, but he was exceedingly kind to me,' was the reply.He was greatly surprised when he learned that it was the amiable and thoughtful Prince of Wales who had done this kindly service.

VALUE OF KINDNESS

A little boy,came rushing into the house with a bunch of flowers which he had gathered for his mother.He was only a mite of a boy and did not know that a bit of golden rod and a piece of "butter and eggs," covered with dust and blighted by the adverse circumstances of growing in a city's vacant lot, could not have much value. But mother was out and the thoughtless sister laughed and said; "Mother wont care for those things.They are horried." The child's enthusiasm was chilled and he threw his precious offering away.
It is the motive, not the value of the offering, that counts with our loved ones when they give the best they can.


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REASON FOR KINDNESS

" My boy ," said my father to me when I was a little kid. " Treat everybody with politeness,even those
who are rude to you; for remember you show courtesy to others, not because they are gentlemen,but because you are one."

CRY FOR JUSTICE

An elderly lady was found lying on her husband's grave...waiting for DEATH to come.
It sounds dramatic but in reality it is very tragic and heart breaking to know how grown up children leave their old parents to fend for themselves.This lady struggled to bring up her three sons- giving them all she and her husband could within their limited means.She even built a house where all of them lived together- the three sons got married - held good jobs - and should have lived happily - but that was not to be - the wives did not agree with the old lady and her husband and ill-treated them .The old man died in grief - then started the lady's plight- the sons threw her of the house on one rainy night - no where to go - she went to the graveyard and lay there- not knowing what to do- she lay there for three days and three nights without food or water.She was spotted by her neighbour who informed the cops.The neighbour moved court. The verdict came after three years. The three sons were sentenced for three years of imprisonment-and the court took control over the house and returned it to the old lady - what was really heart breaking was when the lady heard of the sentence she broke down and cried for the forgivness of her children -which was not to be!
I WONDER HOW CAN CHILDREN TREAT THEIR PARENTS IN THIS MANNER- HOW CAN THEY FORGET that they too have children -what if they be treated likewise? For History repeats itself--friends your views on this ........?

A blotted life is not necessarily a useless life

A friend once showed John Ruskin a costly handkerchief on which a blot of ink had been made."Nothing can be done with it now,"said the owner;"it is absolutely worthless!"Ruskin made no remark,but took the handkerchief with him.After a time he sent it back,to the great surprise of his friend,who could scarely recognize it.Ruskin had made a design in India ink using the blot as a basis and making the handkerchief more valuable than ever.
Likewise. a blotted life is not necessarily a useless life.Mistakes are made in life-but can be rectified if given the opportunity-your views on this,please.

Look back..into that dark cave!

It is God's way to begin "small".He once started to save the world.We might have supposed that in revealing the terror of His majesty and the beauty of His love He would rend the heavens and so astonish the world that they would only be beginning to forget about it now after two thousand years but He did not.He started with a Baby in a cow-stable.He could scarcely have made a smaller beginning.Lookback.Look into that dark cave.A flickering torch casts huge shadows of long-horned oxen on the rough-hewn walls.There is no sound but the low crunching of the cattle as they munch their hay.
There in the midst of them is the young mother,forgetting for the moment her discouragement and discomfort and sickness.For there in her arms lies the Babe,her baby boy and about his face still plays the light of heaven,from which he came and the unclouded purity of its skies still lingers in his eyes.
O little Babe of the stable,who would dream that thou art a King?Who would imagine that from that throne of thy sweet mother's arms thy power would reach down along the ages,overturning kingdoms,establishing empires,changing the world and even today so many proud nations should own thee as their supreme Lord and King-that thou,O gracious Babe,shouldst be enthroned in so many faithful hearts,who would gladly lay down their lives and all they hold most dear for thy name's sake?Friends, who can say that He or His Father did not exist?

God begins with a Babe............

God begins with a Babe.More than a century ago men were following with bated breath the march of Napoleon and waiting with feverish impatience for the latest news of the wars.And all the while in their own homes babies were being born.But who could think about "babies"?Everybody was thinking about" battles ." In one year lying midway between
Trafalgar and Waterloo there stole into the world a host of heroes! During that one year Gladstone was born in Liverpool,Alfred Tennyson was born at the Somersby Rectory
and Oliver Holmes made his first appearance in Massachusetts. On the very day of that same year Charles Darwin made his debut at Shrewbury and Abraham Lincoln drew his first breath in Old Kentucky.Music was enriched by the advent of Felix Mendelssohn at Hamburg,while within the same year Samuel Morley was born at Homerton,Edward FitzGerald in Woodbridge and Frances Kemble in London.
We fancy that God can only manage His world by big battalions abroad,when all the while He is doing it by little babies at home.When a wrong wants righting,or a truth wants presenting or a continent wants an opening,God sends a baby into the world to do it.That was why,long,long ago,a Babe was born at Bethlehem.How Great is He ...isnt He?

A MISTAKEN INFERENCE

One day an Irishman was seated in the waiting room of a station with a pipe in his mouth.One of the attendants drew his attention to the sign: " NO SMOKING."
" Well," said Pat," I"m not a-smokin."
" But you have a pipe in your mouth."
" Shure, an' I've shoes on my feet an' I'm not walkin."

EGOTISM OF JEALOUSY

Jealousy is a terrible thing. It resembles love,only it is precisely love's contrary.Instead of wishing for the welfare of the object loved,it desires the dependence of that object upon itself and its own triumph.
Love is the foegetfulness of self; jealousy isthe most passionate form of egotism,the glorification of a despotic,exacting,and vain ego,which can neither forget nor subordinate itself..

SUFFERINGS OF THE ENVIOUS

An incident is related in Greek history of a young man who so distinguised himself in sports that his fellow citizens raised a statue of him to perpetutate his victory.This statue so excited the spirit of envy in the heart of another young man who was defeated ,that one night this man went out under the cover of darkness to destroy it.After prolonged effort he succeeded in moving it from its pedestal,but in the process it fell on him and crushed him to death.
This is the effect of envy and indeed of all sins,upon the sinner.By envy and malevolence we may wound others,but in the process we slay ourselves. Socrates taught that no evil man can harm a good man;that all mortal wounds to charecter are self-inflicted.We may suffer,being innocent but the suffering will not affect the soul unless we allow the poison of hate to corrupt us.

KIND AND WISE ANSWER

It was about five minutes of time left for the train to start from the downtown station and the suburbanities were hurrying into it,when a man in the garb of a mechanic sat down by the side of a finely dressed passenger in one of the seats in the rear car,took a paper from his pocket and began to read.
" Plenty of empty seats in here yet, aren't there ?"growled the man in fine raiment,moving along grudgingly.
"Yes sir," pleasantly replied the new comer, " but it will be crowded pretty soon and I thought I'd pick out a gentleman for a seatmate while I had a chance."
"Humph!" grunted the other man,uncertain whether to feel complimented or insulted but realizing the hopelessness of trying to make any fitting rejoinder

IMPORTANCE OF LITTLE THINGS

Traffic was blocked,the loud honking of horns of the impatient motorists could be heard on all sides. A big traffic officer tried working the small lever up and down.Yet the red light would not turn green.A young electrian passing by stopped,removed the front plate of the box and located the trouble in an instant - a disconnected wire.A LITTLE THING.
A large shipyard - anticipating launching of a huge ocean-liner brought thosands of witnesses, including the President and other guests.The big moment came. The special crew of men began to remove the blockings.The crowd held its breath while the nervous young lady held a bottle of water in readiness to christen the big ship.But the ship would not move.It was not until some one discovered and knocked out a small wedge that had jammed in between the plates and blocking - the ship finally slid gracefully down the narrow ways into the water- after the removal, mind you,of a very small wedge- A LITTLE THING AGAIN

HEATHEN AMERICAN

A Chinaman who applied for the position of a cook in a family in one of the Western cities.The lady of the house and most of the family were members of a fashionable church and they were determined to look after the character of the servants. So when John Chinaman appeared at the door he was asked:
" Do you drink whisky?"
" No," said he,"I Clistian man."
"Do you play cards?"
"No,I Clistian man."
He was employed and gave great satisfraction to his employer.He did his work well, was honest,upright,correct and respectful.After some weeks the lady gave a 'progressive euchre' party and had wines at table.John Chinaman was called upon to serve the party and did so with grace and acceptability.But next morning he waited on the lady and said he wished to quit work.
"Why,what is the matter?"she inquired.
John answered;"Clistian man; I told you so before;no heathen. No workee for Melican heathen!"

SINCERITY

The origin of this word is doubtful,but in all probability the word "sincere " is the English rendering of two Latin words
'sine' and 'cere' meaning "without wax ." The Latin words were introduced frequently into builders' contracts and for the following reason - in the trans-shipment of marble,or in its preparation by the workmen,it sometimes happened that the block would receive a chip or the statue some defacement. To cover the defacement workmen were accustomed to fill in the broken edge or flaw with preparation of white wax,in which they grew so skillful that it was almost impossible even for a skilled eye to detect it. That which the eye could not detect,however, was remorselessly laid bare by the finger of time.The soft wax could not resist the winds and frost and soon the ugly scar appeared.To insure against this trickery,it became customary in all contracts to introduce a clause stipulating that the statue or work of art ,when completed and handed over,would be 'sine cere' - that is without wax.

Sincerity in art, therefore,is the absence of deception,the thing being what it appears to be - all of one piece. A statue may possess striking beauty in parts and yet the whole effect be marred by some fatal flaw,covered at first,but at length remorselessly laid bare; just as there are certain men,greatly gifted, who, through a latent insincerity which they cannot hide,fail to gain respect,their very gifts being neutralized or even forgotten.

HABITUAL INDOLENCE

A lady philanthropist was applied to for charity by a well-dressed woman.
" Are you married? " was the question.
" Yes."
" What is your husband?"
" Out o' work."
" But what is he when he is in work?" asked the philanthropist.
" You don't understand, Miss," was the reply." He is a regular out-o-worker."-

RESULTS OF INITIATIVE

A little boy called at my house and offered some picture postcaeds for ten cents apiece.
"What are you going to do with the money?" I asked him
"I am raising one million dollars for the earthquake relief," he answered,gravely and he was so tiny and the sum he named was so large that I had to laugh.
"One million dollars?" I cried. "Do you expect to raise it all by yourself?"
"No, sir,"he replied with confidence."There 's another little boy helping me," he replied proudly.

JUDGMENT OF SELF

An elderly lady friend of mine complained to me when I visited her that her neighbour next-door was a poor house-keeper,her children were dirty,her house was filthy and one was almost disgraced by living near her.
"Just look," she said,"at those clothes she has hung out on the line.See the black streaks up and down those sheets and pillow-cases."
I stepped to the window,raised it,and looked out.
"It appears,my dear," I told her, " that the clothes are perfectly clean; but the streaks that you see are on your window that has not been cleant for long."

INSPIRATION OF LOVE

A father who was blind always attended the cricket matches of the school in which his son played.The boy was a first rate batsman and was the captain of the school and although the father never saw his son play,he seemed to gain pleasure at being present.Suddenly the father died and the day after his funeral an important cricket match took place at school.
Owing to the father's recent bereavement,it was thought that the son would not choose to play.But he did, to the astonishment of all and he was seen to bat with the greatest eagerness and with an unwonted seriousness of purpose. Being asked by one of his copanions,when the match was over,why he played with such care and why he played at all,he answered, " You see this is the first time that my father would see me play and I wanted to do my best, because I was concious that his eyes were on me."

LOVE SHOULD BE EXPRESSED

I WENT INTO A FLOWER SHOP AND SELECTED A FEW FLOWERS,SAYING, " THEY ARE MY WIFE'S FAVOURITES." THE LADY AT THE COUNTER EXPRESSED SYMPATHY AT THE ILLNESS OF MY WIFE.
" ILL !" I EXCLAIMED. " MY WIFE IS AS WELL AS YOU ARE


THE LADY APOLOGIZED,SAYING: " I BEG YOUR PARDON FOR MY MISTAKE; BUT, TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH,HUSBANDS DON'T USUALLY BUY FLOWERS FOR THEIR WIVES UNLESS THE WIVES ARE ILL OR DEAD."
GRATITUDE LIKE LOVE,OUGHT TO EXPRESS ITSELF MORE FREQUENTLY.

TELLING BIG LIES

A minister was walking along the street one day and saw a crowd of boys sitting in a ring, with a small dog in the center. When he came up to them he put the following question :
" What are you doing with the dog?"
One little fellow said,"Whoever tells the biggest lie wins the dog."
"Oh," said the minister,"I am surprised at you boys, for when I was young like you I never ever told a lie."
There was silence for a while, until one of the boys shouted, " Hand him the dog!"
THE MINISTER WON THE DOG !

LASTING INFLUENCE

Two workmen were talking about the head of a great industry who had just died and whose funeral was to be held that day.
"At exactly two o'clock everything in the shop is to come to a stop," one of them said."Not a wheel will turn for five minitues."
"Yes, that's what the boss said," replied the other."But there's one thing I guess, that's not going to stop even for a minitues."
"What's that?' asked the first,anxiously.
" His influence," was the reply.
The answer is arresting. Wheels may stop,industries close,human activities cease, but influence keeps right on.Nothing can stop that. Measured by standards of time, a man's life is seventy years, but measured by influence it may go on forever.

INFLUENCE

One day an old umbrella-mender brought his skeleton frames and tinkering tools into the alley at the back of my office. As he sat on the box, mending the broken and torn umbrellas, I noticed that he seemed to take unusual pains, testing the cloth, carefully measuring and strongly sewing the covers. Being always interested in anyone who does his work well, I went over to him.
"You seem extra careful," I remarked.
" Yes," he replied,without stopping his work."I have always tried to do good work."
" Your customers would not know the diferrence until you were gone," I suggested.
" No, I suppose not.'
" Do you ever expect to come back ? "
" No."
"Then, why need you to be so particular?" ."
"So that it will be easier for the next fellow who comes along," he answered firmly."If I put on a shoddy cloth or do bad work, they will find it out before long and the next mender who comes along will get the cold shoulder or the bulldog-see?"

GOD OVERRULES

The wrath of man can be made to praise God and work out good.So can the design by evil men be turned to the advantage of the good. The winter of 1874 was a very severe one in Palestine.Snow lay in the streets and on the flat roofs to a depth of several feet and by its weight many houses were crushed.In February a terrible storm raged in Gaza.During the night a thief entered one of the houses.He ransacked the lower appartments,laying his plunder ready to carry away.Then he entered the sleeping appartment occupied by the father and the mother of a baby.The baby was sleeping in a cradle and showed signs of waking and fearing that he would be betrayed by the crying baby,he carried the cradle outside,laying it down near the door.The child began to cry and awakened the mother,who ran towards where the cradle should have been.Not finding it,she called the father,who, hearing the cries,replied,"It is crying out-of-doors.How can that be?"Both of them ran outside,but no sooner had they got out- the roof caved in on account of the pressure of the snow.
The robber was found beneath the ruins with the stolen wealth in his possession.The father, mother and the child were unharmed,saved by the robber's greed and craft.
He was only carrying out his own evil desires but God used him for the salvation of the household.

TWO WAYS OF TELLING

Some people take a long time to come to the point.Their path is so round about that it takes them sometime to arrive.The point is good and they are good but in this age of speed one cannot wait always to hear what it is all about.We want the message quick and we want it in good,straight, understandable English.
You may have heard of the motorist who was a stranger on the streets of Boston.It was night.A man approached the car and the following conversation took place :
" Sir." he said,"your beacon has ceased its functions."
"What ?" gasped the the astonished driver.
"Your illuminator,I say ,is shrouded in unmitigated oblivion."
"I don't quite -"
"The effulgence of your irradiator has evanesced."
" My dear fellow-"
" The transversal ether oscillations in your incandenser have been discontinued."
Just then a little newsboy came over and said,"Say, mister, yer light's out!"
Which is your model; the newsboy or the notable

HAPPINESS OF MARRIAGE DESTROYED

A woman lived and kept her vow for thirty years.One day her husbnd returned from business in a nervous,excitable mood. She began to tell him about some fo her annoyances,when suddenly he lost his cool and asked her to be quite and not let her voice be heard at all.She was grieved beyond endurance and vowed that he would never ever hear her voice again.He never did nor did anyone else.
She performed her daily dities in silence. If anything had to be said she would write it on a sheet of paper.In spite of penitence,appeals,entreaties,she kept her vow.Before her husband died he begged her to say she had forgiven him- and to say she had forgiven him she wrote on a slate.
She died a few years ago,without a word and was thus taken from the battleground of a thirty years' war of silence.

I was close to death today-saved by a miracle

All I can say I just had a new life - friends, I was so close to death and yet so far-I live in Calcutta a city in India-it was about 3.50 in the afternoon I was in a hurry to go to The Amway India Enterprise ADC Office to renew my business membership-thought about going by bus-so I stood at the bus stop.It being a Saturday the road was quite empty.A near empty bus arrived I was about to get up and put my right leg forward and stepped on the footboard,suddenly the bus moved forward-from nowhere a young man ran and tried to get into the bus in the process he accidently kicked my right leg-I lost balance and both my legs fell below the footboard-I was hanging from the front gate-I could see the rear wheel and knew it would be a few moments for me to lose my grip-and then the rear wheels would run over my legs or my stomach-thoughts ran across my mind -what would happen to my wife and my two kids?Where will they look for my body-how will they take it or face it -especially when there had been 2 deaths in the family,recently-my father in January and my mother in July,this year -I was next-should I somersault- no not at this age of 50 plus I thought-for the cars behind would not be able to brake fast and run over me-the bus was still in full motion-no I thought I will not give in easily,I raised and folded my legs inorder to avoid it being grazed along the road,I was still hanging and the the bus was moving and no one noticed me not even the conductor-7 minutes was like 7 years-my hands were giving away-I started to pray-God take me fast-painlessly-and look after my family-but God had other ideas-believe me my friends-it happened to me - a hand from nowhere caught me and lifted me slightly up and my foot hit thr footboard. I felt ground under my feet and raised myself up-it was then that the conductor noticed me and pulled me in.I didnt tremble but turned round towards the door to thank the person who put his arms around my waist-THERE WAS NO BODY THERE AND THE BUS WAS STILL MOVING-I sat and wondered with sweat trickling down my forehead, who could it be ? Death was so close-was it not a miracle-I realised I got a new life-someone definitely lifted me up -who could it be for I had no strenght to lift myself up-and had given up hope to survive-I still have no answer my friends-do you?

( AS NARRATED TO ME BY MY HUSBAND-HE HAD A NARROW ESCAPE )

MATRIMONY

The Archbishop had preached a fine sermon on the beauties of married life.Two Irshwomen coming out of church were heard commenting upon his address.
"'Tis a fine sermon His Reverence would be after givin' us," said Bridget.
"It is indade," replied Maggie,"and I wish I knew as little about the matter as he does."




MATRIMONIAL PROPOSAL

He : "You know I love you. Will you marry me ?"

SHE: " But, my dear boy, I refused you only a week ago."

HE : "Oh ! Was that YOU "



MATRIMONIAL INCIDENT


PARSON " Do you take this man for better or worse ?"

MANDY " He can't be no worse, and dey is no hopes of his gettin' any better, so I takes him 'as is.' "

HOW TO MAKE IMPROVEMENT

When constructions of subways began,it was an annoying process.The streets for miles were rendered impassable.chasms yawned up and down the city,and for many months there was great disturbances to traffic and a great loss to business.Now, however,all that is changed. The work is done with hardly a break in the surface,only a few small shaft here and there for the removal of dirt and entrance of steel girders and bags of cement,usually in the night.The city hardly realizes that a subway is under construction till,one fine day,it is invited to use it.
The entire process is illustrative of the way a wise man will make improvements in his life and effect changes in his thinking.Quietly,without fuss, he will be at work under the surface,removing what is useless and building up what is useful,until he has constructed a

ABSENT MINDEDNESS

An absent-minded professor went to church and returned home to lunch,triumphantly waving an umbrella at his wife." Well my dear," he said, " you see I did't leave it behind in the church today."
"I see you haven't,dear," replied his wife; "the only trouble is that you didn't take an umbrella with you to church this morning!"

THE LOST WAY

A WELL-KNOWN MINISTER,FAMOUS FOR ABSENT-MINDEDNESS,ONCE MET AN OLD FRIEND IN THE STREET AND STOPPED TO TALK WITH HIM. WHEN ABOUT TO SEPARATE,THE MINISTER'S FACE SUDDENLY ASSUMED A PUZZLED EXPRESSION.
"TOM," HE SAID,"WHEN WE MET WAS I GOING UP OR DOWN THE STREET?"
"DOWN," REPLIED TOM.
THE MINISTER'S FACE CLEARED."IT'S ALL RIGHT,THEN,I HAD BEEN HOME TO LUNCH

Where angels fear to tread............

If you apply a magnet to the end of a needle that moves freely on its pivot,the needle affected by the strong attraction-approaches the magnet as if it loved it.Reverse the order and apply the magnet now to the other pole-the magnet and the needle shrinks away trembling as if it did not love but hated it.

So it is with temptation.One man rushes into the arms of vice- another recoils from it in horror.
According to the nature it addresses is holy or unholy- temptation attracts or repels- is loved or hated.
What do you do when you are tempted?

TO BE HUMBLE

At a dinner table of one of a well known millionaire who had done much for the underpriviledge,discussion turned upon the value of prayer.The millionaire said he did not believe in prayers.He had got everything he had wished for,so he felt there was no need for him to pray for any favours.The Principal of a well-known school happened to be present there,said,"There is one thing that you might pray for."
"What is that?"asked the rich man.
"You might pray for humility."
My dear friends,what-ever our possessions,we shall be all the happier if we pray for the humble spirit which can thank God for his mercies towards us.What are your views

AN IDEAL HUSBAND

" I want a man to do odd jobs about the house,run errands,one who never answers back and is always ready to do my bidding," explained a lady to an applicant for a post in the household.

"I am afraid ,you're looking for a husband,ma'am, not a servant," replied the job seeker and walked out.

WORK AS WORSHIP

THERE WAS A MONK WHO PRAYED MUCH THAT HE MIGHT HAVE THE MARKS OF THE LORD UPON HIS HANDS AND FEET.IN A VISION HE WAS SHOWN THE MARK UPON THE LORDS BODY THAT THE WORLD HAD FORGOTTEN.IT WAS A MARK UPON THE LORD'S SHOULDER AND THE MONK LEARNED THAT HE COULD ONLY HAVE THE MARKS ON THE HANDS AND FEET AS HE FIRST HAD TO HAVE THE MARK UPON THE SHOULDER

WORK SHUNNED

A NEIGHBOUR KNOCKED AT THE LAZY MAN'S DOOR AND TOLD HIM OF A POSITION HE COULD GET BY GOING AFTER IT.
"UM!" SAID THE MAN,"IT APPEARS THAT A CONSIDERABLE EFFORT WILL BE INVOLVED."
"OH YES," SAID THE NEIGHBOUR'"YOU WILL PASS MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS AND TOILSOME DAYS,BUT IT IS GOOD PAY AND A CHANCE OF ADVANCEMENT."
"UM!"SAID THE MAN. "AND WHO ARE YOU?"
"I CALLED OPPORTUNITY."
'UM! YOU CALL YOURSELF OPPORTUNITY,BUT YOU LOOK LIKE HARD WORK TO ME."

AND HE SLAMMED THE DOOR.

FEAR MANIFESTED

"I HEAR YOU STAYED IN A HAUNTED HOUSE LAST NIGHT. WHAT HAPPENED?"
"ABOUT TWELVE O'CLOCK A GHOST CAME THROUGH THE WALL JUST AS IF THERE WERE NO WALL THERE."
"AND WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"I WENT THROUGH THE OPPOSITE WALL! THE SAME WAY."

ENTERPRISING BOY

"FATHER, IF I SAVED YOU A DOLLAR,WOULD YOU GIVE ME FIFTY CENTS OF IT ?"
"WELL, I GUESS SO, SON."
"WELL,I SAVED IT FOR YOU. YOU TOLD ME IF I PASS IN ARITHMETIC, YOU'D GIVE ME A DOLLAR, AND I DIDN'T PASS."

FACTS OF LIFE

HE WHO IS WILLING TO DO SOMETHING
WILL FIND THE MEANS;
HE WHO IS NOT WILLING TO DO ANYTHING
WILL FIND THE EXCUSES.

LIFE'S TRAGEDY

I USED TO THINK MY FATHER WRONG,
WHEN HE WAS RIGHT...
NOW MY SON THINKS ME WRONG,
WHEN I AM RIGHT !