Today's
story is about a college student named Rose. I taught college for about 50
years, but never had an 87-year-old student... had several in their
70's though. Anyway, read this true story about "Rose."
An 87-Year-Old College Student Named
Rose
The first
day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to
know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up
to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned
around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile
that lit up her entire being.
She said,
"Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I
give you a hug?"
I laughed
and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me
a giant squeeze.
"Why
are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly
replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a
couple of kids..."
"No
seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking
on this challenge at her age.
"I
always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!"
she told me.
After class
we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate
milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three
months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always
mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her
wisdom and experience with me.
Over the
course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made
friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled
in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students.
She was living it up.
At the end
of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped
up to the podium.
As she began
to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five
cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into
the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up
beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my
speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed,
she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing
because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are
only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving
success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got
to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so
many people walking around who are dead and don't even know
it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are
nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one
productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am
eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything, I will
turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can
grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to
grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no
regrets.
The elderly
usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things
we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with
regrets."
She
concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She
challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily
lives.
At the
year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those
years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her
sleep.
Over two
thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the
wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too
late to be all you can possibly be.
When you
finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to
your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
These words
have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER,
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP
IS OPTIONAL!
We make a
Living by what we get, we make a Life by what we give.
Remember
Rose today!
Larry
Larry Perry
resides in Tennessee USA. To receive Larry’s newsletter, send an email to larryperry11@comcast.net
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