-- Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.-- After the peasant picked up his load
of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder
had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King
indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.
-- The peasant learned what many of us never understand! - Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.
5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...
-- Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to
know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year
old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had
developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness.
-- The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked
the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his
sister.
-- I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes, I'll do it if it will save her?"
-- As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and
smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded.
-- He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?"
--Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in
order to save her.
-- Thought of the day:
-- "There is a basic law that like attracts like. Negative thinking definitely attracts negative results. Conversely, if a person habitually thinks optimistically and hopefully, his positive thinking sets in motion creative forces - and success instead of eluding him, flows toward him." -- Norman Vincent Peale,
1898-1994, Minister and Author
From: Robert Scheinkman
Subject: INVENTING
Date: Thursday, April 22, 2010 1:15 PM
The Inventors Association of St. Louis
Just about everybody has had a good idea pop into his or her head, and have asked themselves the following questioned thoughts:
1. I'll bet I could sell this idea and make some money from it?
2. This idea that I thought of is worth lots of money to the right people?
3. I don't know anything about Inventing, but I know that you have to have a Patent to protect it? -- Etc. --
Well --- You are right and you are also wrong. (So how can you be both?) I'll explain it in just a few sentences.
1. First of all, with over 6-3/4 billion people in this world, you should understand that someone could have already invented your idea? You'll have to do the research to find out whether you have a valid idea that will lead to an invention? - Our IASL website will help you.
2. To find the right people to go-to with your prototyped Invention, you must know the correct roads to follow, leading to them and what you must prepare yourself to do when you get there to turn your ideas into money. - This information will be found at our monthly public Meetings.
3. And further, "The United States of America is a free country and you don't need a patent to be an Inventor." ----- WOW !! ---- On the other hand, you may need, instead, a Trademark or Copyright or a Patent, and get it later in your process.
"I'll tell you to begin with, that a Patent is a Tool and you must learn how to use it to save and make money."
I could write for hours telling you about Patents and Patent Attorneys and the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office and their operational differences. I will bring this tale to a head and not confuse you further in using 'out of context statements.' Go to our website, for it is deeper than one or two sentences. ;-)
To save myself from telling you more than you can intelligently absorb in this article, I have in my many years as Director of the IASL, composed a website to help you. Those of you who maybe are interested, go to:
http://www.inventorsconnection.org/
This Inventors Association of St. Louis website is very good for beginners and has been translated by inventors into many foreign languages, helping many Inventors throughout the World. - Here we are, serving and helping you since 1984, right here in St. Louis.
http://www.inventorsconnection.org/Topics/42646.1190.html#WakeUp
Next Meeting: The fourth Thursday evening in May, May 27th, 2010. 6:00 - 9:00 pm, St. Louis County Library Headquarters, East Meeting Room, 1640 South Lindberg Blvd.
St. Louis, Missouri[-- check current listing for place and time: http://www.inventorsconnection.org/Topics/42646.html#Meetings ]
Robert Scheinkman, President/Director
president@inventorsconnection.org
phone - 314-432-1291
e-mail: http://www.inventorsconnection.org/
-- INVENTORS NOTE: Open your mind to knowledge. --> You assume that you have this great idea. Sure you do. This flash of brilliance is great; but before you jump from the frying pan into the fire, do your research first, and don't rush to give up your day job. :-) Robert Scheinkman, President, Inventors Association of St. Louis, Founded 1984
-- -- HELLO "OLD FRIENDS"
-- I think you'll enjoy this. Whoever wrote it could have been your next door neighbor because it totally described most of your childhood to a T. -- Hope you'll enjoy it.
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-- Black and White TV;
-- You could hardly see for all the snow,
-- Spread the rabbit ears as far as they'd go. -- Pull a chair up to the TV set; --
-- "Good Night, David.
Good Night, Chet."
-- My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
-- My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember getting e.coli
-- Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
-- The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
-- We all took gym, not PE ... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
-- Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
-- Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
-- We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
-- I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
-- I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
-- Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
-- We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
-- Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
-- We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
-- I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
-- 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 needed to get into group therapy and 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! 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-----
I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING
Pass this to someone and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best.