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Friday, July 13, 2007

Worth sharing and sharing and sharing and sharing.......

What does Love mean?
A group of professionals posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds.
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. "


Rebecca- age 8

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"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."

Billy - age 4

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"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving
cologne and they go out and smell each other."

Karl - age 5
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"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."

Chrissy - age 6

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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri - age 4
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"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a
sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."

Danny - age 7

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"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of
kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."

Emily - age 8

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"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."

Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
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"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"

Nikka - age 6 (We need a few million more Nikka's )

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"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."

Noelle - age 7

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"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."

Tommy - age 6

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"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and
smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."

Cindy - age 8

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"My mommy loves me more than anybody You don't see anyone else
kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare - age 6

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"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."

Elaine-age 5

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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says
he is handsomer than Robert Redford."

Chris - age 7

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"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him
alone all day."

Mary Ann - age 4

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"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little
stars come out of you." ( What an image! )

Karen - age 7

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"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if
you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."

Jessica - age 8

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And the final one:
Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four year old whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife:

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little
boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry"


...and goodnight, Mrs. Callabash, wherever you are.

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