THE BARBER....

A man went to a barber shop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed, as the barber began to work, they started a good conversation; they talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched the subject of God, the barber said: “I don’t believe that God exists.” “Why do you say that?” asked the customer. The barber said; “Well you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn’t exist; Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.” The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he didn’t want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.

Just after he left the barber shop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard; He looked dirty and unkept. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and said to the barber; “You know what? Barbers do not exist.” "How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. “I am here, and I am a barber, and I just worked on you!” “No!” the customer exclaimed. “Barbers don't exist because if they do, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.” The barber said; “Ah, but barbers DO exist; what happens is, people don't come to me.” “Exactly”- affirmed the customer; “That’s the point.” God too, DOES exist; But what happens is, people don’t go to Him and do not look for him. GOD DOES EXIST!!!

DO LEADERS AND FOLLOWERS EXIST????

BY Eric Kwame Adzimah

(Junior Mentor- KNUST)

Do you want to know about your Mental Health???

Hello everyone,

I trust  your weekend was super!!!
Do you want to know about your Mental Health???
Happening Live at the Holy Trinity Cathedral Senior High School on May 31st at 3pm is our monthly mini seminar.This time we will have a talk on the topic "Mental Health" Its going to be an interactive and educative session.You will  get to have discussions with our expert guest speaker Lily Kpobi,a Clinical Psychologist  at the Korle-Bu Teaching Hospital.
Being present at this mini seminar will  also mean an opportunity to meet your mentor, speak your voice and to engage with your peers!!!

See you all there!!!

ROCKS.....

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.” “Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter. The sand is everything else. The small stuff.” “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.

WHAT ARE YOUR ROCKS?

ONE DOLLAR

Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about her little brother, Andrew. All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment complex next month because Daddy didn’t have the money for the doctor bills and our house.

Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like there was no-one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispered desperation, “Only a miracle can save him now.”

Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good.

Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!

“And what do you want?” the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. “I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen in ages,” he said without waiting for a reply to his question.

“Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,” Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. “He’s really, really sick… and I want to buy a miracle.”

“I beg your pardon?” said the pharmacist.

“His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?”

“We don’t sell miracles here, little girl. I’m sorry but I can’t help you,” the pharmacist said, softening a little. “Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn’t enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.”

The pharmacist’s brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, “What kind of a miracle does you brother need?”

“I don’t know,” Tess replied with her eyes welling up. “I just know he’s really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can’t pay for it, so I want to use my money.”

“How much do you have?” asked the man from Chicago. “One dollar and eleven cents,” Tess answered barely audibly. “And it’s all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.

“Well, what a coincidence,” smiled the man. “A dollar and eleven cents – the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.” He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said, “Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let’s see if I have the kind of miracle you need.”

That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specialising in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn’t long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.

“That surgery,” her Mom whispered. “was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?”

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost… one dollar and eleven cents …

HOW MUCH DO YOU HAVE TO CAUSE A POSITIVE CHANGE?

STAR FISH

As a man walked a desolate beach one cold, gray morning he began to see another figure, far in the distance. Slowly the two approached each other, and he could make out a local native who kept leaning down, picking something up and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he hurled things into the ocean.

As the distance between them continued to narrow, the man could see that the native was picking up starfish that had been washed upon the beach and, one at a time, was throwing them back into the water.Puzzled, the man approached the native and asked what he was doing. “I’m throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it’s low tide right now and all of these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don’t throw them back into the sea, they’ll die up here from lack of oxygen.”

“But there must be thousands of starfish on this beach,” the man replied. “You can’t possibly get to all of them. There are just too many. And this same thing is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this coast. Can’t you see that you can’t possibly make a difference?”

The local native smiled, bent down and picked up another starfish, and as he threw it back into the sea he replied, “Made a difference to that one!”

LITTLE DROPS OF LEADERSHIP ACT....MAKE A MIGHT CHANGE IN THE WORLD.

SHHHHHH

"There once was a farmer who discovered that he had lost his watch in the barn. It was no ordinary watch because it had sentimental value for him.

After searching high and low among the hay for a long while; he gave up and enlisted the help of a group of children playing outside the barn.

He promised them that the person who found it would be rewarded.

Hearing this, the children hurried inside the barn, went through and around the entire stack of hay but still could not find the watch. Just when the farmer was about to give up looking for his watch, a little boy went up to him and asked to be given another chance.The farmer looked at him and thought, “Why not? After all, this kid looks sincere enough.”

So the farmer sent the little boy back in the barn. After a while the little boy came out with the watch in his hand! The farmer was both happy and surprised and so he asked the boy how he succeeded where the rest had failed.

The boy replied, “I did nothing but sit on the ground and listen. In the silence, I heard the ticking of the watch and just looked for it in that direction.”

WHAT IS THE MORAL OF THE STORY?

Q & A

How come “He who knows all the answers has not been asked all the questions.”?

Is one obliged to know have every answer to every question?

Are leaders suppose to answer every question asked by the followers since the leader is the guide?

FOOLS....

It is said that the best way to learn is to learn from the best and to gain wisdom, one has to go to the wise. But William Shakespeare says “The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool". 

My questions are:
Who is the fool and why that person?
Who will learn form the other?
Who will teach the other?
Who is the wise person then? 

CHILLING UP.........

Promise Yourself

To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel that there is something in them
To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.

To think only the best, to work only for the best,and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side so long as you are true to the best that is in you.”
― Christian D. Larson

WHAT ELSE MORE CAN YOU DO TO YOURSELF?

EVERYBODY IS NOBODY.........

“Over the course of your life you are actually hundreds of different people. You are a different person at the coffee shop than you are at the bar, and a different person for the dry cleaner than you are for your boyfriend or girlfriend, and a different person at work than you are on vacation. You are nobody in particular". ― Jenny Hollowell.

From the above, no one can define him or herself. 

Who really are you, if you are a different person at every difeerent time and place. 

How will you define your life?

Since you are a different person at every different place and time, what impression then do all those you encounter have about you. 

Are you really who you think you are? 

Does everybody have the same view about you? 

Do they see you the way you want them to see you?

What do you think about the people you also encounter?

Are they the same people everywhere and everytime?

So who is "somebody in particular" if everybody is "nobody in particular"?

WHAT????

What makes people rich?

What makes people poor?

How does society differentiate between the rich and the poor?

What is valued by the society?

What are the things you value?

What makes you standout from other people?

What makes people want to be by you?

It is said "Many people are so poor because the only thing they have is money."

Why are they poor because they have money?

What makes you think that they are poor if money makes people rich?

What is it about other things other than money that makes people rich?

Who then, is rich?

BOLT..........

“Running isn't a sport for pretty boys...It's about the sweat in your hair and the blisters on your feet. Its the frozen spit on your chin and the nausea in your gut. It's about throbbing calves and cramps at midnight that are strong enough to wake the dead. It's about getting out the door and running when the rest of the world is only dreaming about having the passion that you need to live each and every day with. It's about being on a lonely road and running like a champion even when there's not a single soul in sight to cheer you on. Running is all about having the desire to train and persevere until every fiber in your legs, mind, and heart is turned to steel. And when you've finally forged hard enough, you will have become the best runner you can be. And that's all that you can ask for.”- Paul Maurer.

The principles of success is found in every discipline. From athletics to the corporate world. It is all about having a constant purpose and focus on the of achieving the set target. It involves training when you are weak. It involves sacrifices when you do not want to do it. And when the purpose has been achieved, it then becomes the beginning of another journey of success. That is what diferentiates Usain Blot from any other athlete.

WHAT ARE YOU RUNNING FOR?  

THE JOURNEY

“Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it...” ― Wilferd Peterson.

"Show me your friend and i will show you your character" or "birds of the same feathers flock together". These are the effects of walking with people for a long time. When Philip is always with Edmund, Philip knowingly or unknowingly reflects Edmund's traits and behaviour when he is not around and vice versa. They all happen to share common behaviours and learn news ones from each other.

When a son is always with the daddy, after the daddy is no more, the son happens to walk and talk just like the dad, giving people the opportunity to say.."like father, like son" or "a chip off the old block".

We reflect the behaviours of people we walk with. They  then become either our coaches or mentors.

A good mentors brings up a good individual and so is the opposite.

Walking with the right people in life is enough to influence you to be just the right person for the world to change.

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"WHO ARE YOU WALKING WITH?"