This is the age
Of the half-read page.
And the quick hash
And the mad dash.
The bright night
With the nerves tight.
The plane hop
With the brief stop.
The lamp tan
In a short span.
The Big Shot
In a good spot.
And the brain strain
The heart pain.
And the cat naps
Till the spring snaps -
And the fun's done!
Sound familiar? But wait - this poem was actually published in The
Saturday Evening Post in 1949, under the title, "Time of the Mad
Atom." Seems that people were as rushed then as they are now!
Personally, I like the father who decided to slow down and spend some
afternoon time walking with his son. The inquisitive boy used the
opportunity to satisfy his curiosity on a few subjects he'd been
thinking about.
"How does electricity go through those telephone wires, Dad?" he
asked.
His father replied, "I don't know. I never knew much about
electricity, Son."
A few blocks further the boy asked, "What causes lightning and
thunder?"
"To tell you the truth," came the reply, "I never understood that
myself."
A bit later he asked, "Why do some leaves turn red and others turn
yellow in the Fall?"
"I'm not really sure, Son," his father answered.
Finally, as they were nearing home, the boy said, "Dad, I hope you
don't mind my asking you so many questions."
"Of course not!" exclaimed his father. "How else are you going to
learn?"
Maybe the old man wasn't a walking encyclopedia, but you have to hand
it to him, he invested some time listening and talking to his son.
Which may be far more valuable than rattling off accurate answers to
questions! The message he gave his boy was: "You are important to me
and I want to spend time with you." It's a matter of finding time.
Whether these are the worst of times or the best of times, these are
the only times we've got. Today, will you find time for that which is
valuable?
From Lifesupport
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