Not everyone who drops **** on you is your enemy.



I love doing these PR's, they give me an opportunity to go over the many stories, anecdotes, quotes etc, that I have  in a scrap book, a collection that motivates, encourages and teaches me to live life to the fullest one day at a time! Not surprisingly, these 'snippets' never lose their value, and each time I read them they always take on a different meaning - a relevance to the circumstance that I may be facing or thought for the day that propels me forward. They have also been instrumental in renaming the defining moments of my life. I have reproduced one of my many favourites here it is:

A Bird Story
 
A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold; the 
bird froze up and fell to the ground in a large field. 
While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it.  
As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to 
realize how warm it was. The dung was actually thawing him out!  
He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.
 
A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. 
Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of 
cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him!
 
The morals of this story are:
 
Not everyone who drops **** on you is your enemy.
Not everyone who gets you out of **** is your friend.
And when you're in deep ****, keep your mouth shut!

Life gave me the opportunity to learn all three lessons. I owe the 
people who taught me these lessons, my gratitude for helping me be 
the person I am today. Wherever you are, my brother/sister. 

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At PetesPlace, all students of the current batch have been successfully place in Hotel 
Green Park and Minerva Grand.
Two returned back to complete their final year of graduation after 
successfully completing the course.



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Are you Still Treasure Hunting or are you Tapping into Your Own Treasures



Everything I write and you read here is written to emphasize y/our strengths. I am reminded of the story of Russell Herman Conwell. He was born in 1843, became an editor, a teacher, a clergyman. One day some young people came to him and asked him to offer them some college-level coaching-classes, because they couldn't afford to go to college. He envisioned that it would be wonderful to start a college for capable, willing, yet financially indigent youngsters. So he went around the country giving talks in order to raise the money, which eventually was used to build Temple University, in Philadelphia.

This is a reproduction of one of his stories on his lecture tour:

A farmer in Australia heard that other farmers had sold their little farms, gone off prospecting for diamonds, and had become very wealthy. He couldn't wait to do the same. Finally he found a buyer, took the money, and started prospecting for diamonds. At the end of one month, nothing happened, then three months, fruitless, then six months, no success. Finally after a year of fruitless effort, he became so despondent that he jumped off a bridge and committed suicide.

Meanwhile, back on the farm, the man who bought the acreage from the farmer invited a friend over for dinner one night. His friend was admiring a rock that was on the mantelpiece. He was astounded. It was the largest diamond he had ever seen. The farmer said, "I just found that in the stream on our property. We have acres of them all over the place!" The diamonds were unrecognizable because they were in rough, uncut form.

The moral of the story is simple. The first farmer went in search of diamonds everywhere, whereas he was sitting on them at home all the time. Also, even if he saw them, he wouldn't recognize them because they were in a form he wasn't familiar with. They were uncut. 

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I liken the work I have started, something similar to this. I see a great future for PetesPlace, something fantastic is what I see. I have asked the Universe to help me get it and I am confident it is on its way. The only reason I have'nt got it yet is because there's someone out there who needs it more, at this moment, than I do. From the shelter of my mind, through the windows of my eyes I see the big picture. A visual and a projection , both running concurrently, on the same screen. One full of life, love and laughter, the other exhibting pictures of self-doubt and failure and I choose Life, love and laughter. "Behiold I put before you Life and Death, Blessing and Curses (self-doubt and failure) - Choose Life!" 

I need to start giving talks, Career Counselling In High Schools and Junior Colleges, in order to raise the money, which will eventually be used to build PetesPlace, bigger, better, stronger. 

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For the person who has learned to let go and let be, nothing can ever get in the way again.

One of Tony De Mello’s favorite stories was about the two monks who were about to ford a river.

A beautiful young woman, dressed magnificently, was standing by the edge of the water worrying about how to stay dry.  She appealed to the two monks for help and one decided to take her up in his arms and carry her across.

Safely on the other side, she thanked the monk and continued on her journey.

The two monks also proceeded on their pilgrimage but, after a couple of miles, the second monk began to scold the first one for carrying the woman across the ford because it was against all their rules and regulations which forbade a monk to touch a woman.

At the end of the second monk’s lecture, the first replied, “I set her down on the other side of the river but, apparently, you’re still carrying her!”

 

Be willing to be a beginner every single morning. And suddenly you know: It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.

For the person who has learned to let go and let be, nothing can ever get in the way again.

 

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

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Say your thing, sing your song, dance your dance and get out of here.

Once, a musician came to town — a musician of great but unknown talent. He stood on a street corner and began to play.

Those who stopped to listen could not tear themselves away, and soon a large crowd stood enthralled by the glorious music whose equal they had never heard. Before long they were moving to its rhythm, and the entire street was transformed into a dancing mass of humanity.

A deaf man walking by wondered: Has the world gone mad? Why are the townspeople jumping up and down, waving their arms and turning in circles in middle of the street?

“Chassidim,” concluded the Baal Shem Tov, “are moved by the melody that issues forth from every creature in God‘s creation. If this makes them appear mad to those with less sensitive ears, should they therefore cease to dance?”

I used to be deaf. I would see people stand up and go through strange gyrations. They called it dancing. To me it looked absurd—until one day I heard the music!

Most often, we relate to things and people based on so many influences and experiences planted deep within us from the time we were born up to our growing years. And if we are courageous enough, we dare to rise above them and allow ourselves to experience beyond the limitations of the belief system imposed on us. To a certain extent, I have mustered enough courage to give myself a chance to who I think is me apart from the encumbrances of the past. I listen to the Lord’s symphony in creation and I dance to the Lord’s dance of life. It does not matter whether others hear the symphony or not. They can dance to their own music as well. Or they are free to not dance at all.

I say to myself: Say your thing, sing your song, dance your dance and get out of here. If they profit thats fine and if they don't too bad, but thats fine too!

 

 

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The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. Eight of the twelve students in the present batch have alread received their offer letters from the Green Park Hotel & The Minerva Grand.

 

 

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My pain may be the reason for somebody’s laugh. But my laugh must never be the reason for somebody’s pain.

A spiritual leader got very tired of her flock arguing about whose sufferings was worse. Week after week, not only did they proclaim the supremacy of their own suffering, but they demeaned their neighbors as not being justified in their personal suffering.

They each thought, "If my pain was as little as theirs, I could laugh and be joyous, rather than be forced to go about with this pained look in my eye."

The leader called her flock together around a gnarly little tree one winter day and handed each person a pencil and an envelope with a string through a hole in the corner, and a blank piece of paper inside.

"I have been very troubled that many of you feel that Spirit has given you a more severe burden to carry than your neighbors. I took this heartfelt concern to prayer with me, and Spirit has offered a solution.

We will each take the blank paper out of the envelope, write down our personal suffering, and put the paper back in the envelope. Write your name on the front of the envelope and find a limb to tie your envelope on.

This is our suffering tree. When you tie your envelope, your suffering, onto the tree, the Spirit has promised that you will be free of it. However, as you have left a suffering on the tree, you must take one from the tree. Every person will be allowed to exchange their suffering for any other that they pick off this tree as we walk around it. Once all the sufferings have been taken back from this tree, we will be done, and the Spirit promises that each of us will then be more content with the suffering we bear."

It took quite a long time of walking around the tree before anyone took any suffering to be their own. But eventually, the first envelope was claimed. Little by little, every envelope came off the tree, each person claiming the suffering of their choice.

And each person claimed the very same suffering they had hung on the tree... but the Spirit was correct. Each one was more content with what was theirs to bear.

It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.

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Turning Interruptions into Opportunities

Wishing to encourage her young son's progress on the piano, a mother took her boy to a Paderewski concert. After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in the audience and walked down the aisle to greet her. Seizing the opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose and eventually explored his way through a door marked "NO ADMITTANCE."

When the house lights dimmed and the concert was about to begin, the mother returned to her seat and discovered that the child was missing. Suddenly, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage. In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."

At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Then leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left hand and began filling in a bass part.

Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the child and he added a running obbligato. Together, the old master and the young novice transformed a frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience. The audience was mesmerized.

For all his traditional ways, the Master had scant respect for rules and for traditions.

A quarrel once broke out between a disciple and his daughter because the man kept insisting that the girl conform to the rules of their religion in the choice of her prospective husband.

The Master openly sided with the girl.

When the disciple expressed his surprise that a holy man would do this, the Master said, “You must understand that life is just like music which is made more by feeling and by instinct than by rules.”

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Pearls of Wisdom

Two jewel merchants arrived at an oasis in the desert at about the same time one night. Each was quite conscious of the other’s presence, and while unloading his camel, one of them could not resist the temptation to let a large pearl fall to the ground as if by accident. It rolled in the direction of the other who, with affected graciousness, picked it up and returned it to its owner saying, “That is a fine pearl you have there, sir. As large and lustrous as they come.”

“How gracious of you to say so,” said the other. As a matter of fact, that is one of the smaller gems in my collection.”

A Bedouin who was sitting by the fire and had observed this drama, rose and invited the two of them to eat with him. When they began their meal, this is the story he told them:

“I, too, my friends, was once upon a time, a jeweller like you. One day I was overtaken by a great storm in the desert. It buffeted me and my caravan this way and that till I was separated from my entourage and lost my way completely.

Days passed and I was panic-stricken to realize that I was really wandering bout in circles with no sense of where I was or which direction to walk in. Then, almost dead with starvation, I unloaded every bag on my camel’s back, anxiously searching through them for the hundredth time.

Imagine my excitement when I came upon a pouch that had escaped my notice before. With trembling fingers I ripped it open hoping to find something to eat. Imagine my disillusionment when I found that all it contained was pearls!”

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The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

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Another story from Blessed Teresa of Calcutta

  Another story from Blessed Teresa of Calcutta:

One evening we went out and rescued four people off the streets. One of them was in a desperate condition. I told the sisters, “You take care of the others. I will care or this one who is worse off.” I did everything for her that my love could do. I put her into bed, and I saw a beautiful smile light up her face. She squeezed my hand and only managed to say two words, “Thank you.” And then she closed her eyes.

I couldn’t help but ask myself there beside her body, “What would I have said if I had been in her place?” My answer was very simple. I would have said that I was hungry, that I was dying, that I was cold. Or I would have said that this or that part of my body hurt or something like that.

But she gave me much more. She gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her face.

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

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How much is an ice cream sundae?

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. “Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. “Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. “Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied. The little boy again counted his coins.

“I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.

When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies.

You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.

Have a Blessed Weekend.

 

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

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I give while I’m still living.

“Why is it,” said the rich man to his minister, “that people call me stingy when everyone knows that when I die I’m leaving everything to the church?”

“Let me tell you a fable about the pig and the cow,” said the minister. “The pig was unpopular while the cow was beloved. This puzzled the pig. ‘People speak warmly of your gentle nature and your sorrowful eyes,’ the pig said to the cow. ‘They think you’re generous because each day you give them milk and cream. But what about me? I give them everything I have. I give bacon and ham. I provide bristles for brushes. They even pickle my feet! Yet not one likes me. Why is that?'”

“Do you know what the cow answered?” said the minister. “The cow said, ‘Perhaps it is because I give while I’m still living.'”

 

 

A friend of mine had a shelf full of joke books, but I've never heard him relate a single one. "What do you do with these jokes, Bertie? I asked him one day '

"Laugh at them" he answered. "Pity" I remarked,

"Whats pitiful about it" he asked in surprise.

"That you did'nt pass them on, Bertie" I explained and he agreed to try out the experiment.

We met the next day. :Works well" he beamed "the lunchroom was never so noisy, never had so much fun before, myself" The fun is mutually infectious. What ever it is 'toot your talent'

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The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

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The Parable of the Pencil

The Parable of the Pencil

 

The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box.

"There are 5 things you need to know," he told the pencil, "Before I send
you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and you
will become the best pencil you can be."

"One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow
yourself to be held in Someone's hand."

"Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you'll
need it to become a better pencil."

"Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make."

"Four: The most important part of you will always be what's inside."

"And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark.
No matter what the condition, you must continue to write."

The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box
with purpose in its heart.

Now replacing the pencil. Always remember them
and never forget, and you will become the best person you can be.

One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in God's hand. And allow other human beings to access you for the many gifts you possess.

Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, by going
through various problems in life, but you'll need it to become a stronger
person.

Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.

Four: The most important part of you will always be what's on the inside.

And Five: On every surface you walk through, you must leave your mark.
No matter what the situation, you must continue to do your duties.

 

It pays to invest in tomorrow’s leaders - today!  It lightens up my life to lighten someone else’s.

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The Scarlet and the Black!

The Scarlet and the Black!

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. 

His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. 

The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like. When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York. "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel." 

So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen. I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened: 

"A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips." "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured. "Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own. And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment." "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?" 

The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go ahead and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!" 

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The tradition lived on and flourished for centuries.

The old Zen master lived in utter simplicity in his mountain monastery with a few disciples. One night, a young monk feels a new sensation in his meditation. Something warm, pulsating, loving… and… furry? He looked down onto a cat. The tail flicked against his face again. The cat turned and rubbed his head on his knee, purring loudly. Gently pushing it away, the monk settled back into his meditation. Unruffled, the cat wound himself around the next disciple, to be again pushed away.

No matter how many doors and windows they closed, the cat always found its way into the meditation room. After a month of this feline audacity, the disciples had enough. They put a nice embroidered collar on him and attached it with a long lead to a pillar in the temple. They gave him a silk pillow, and every day they would feed him, stroke him, and play with him. The cat was very content with his new arrangement

A few years later, the old Master died. A young abbot from a different area was installed, and life resumed its peaceful rhythm. The new abbot did notice that a black cat was always tied to the northern pillar of the great temple, surrounded by choice offerings and sitting on an ornate silk pillow. Not wanting to look ignorant, he did not ask anyone about its presence, and assumed that it was a tradition of the monastery.

When the cat died, the abbot ordered another black cat to be found to take its place, and installed with full honor.

Over time, all the disciples who had known why the first cat was tied to the pillar died. The successive generations of monks gradually forgot the utilitarian purpose of tying the cat to the pillar. Yet the tradition lived on and flourished for centuries. The original collar was reverently worshipped as a relic. Books of theological commentaries were written on the spiritual significance of tying a black cat to the northern pillar. Legends of miraculous healings due to the intercession of the holy cat were compiled and studied devotedly. Trinkets and memorabilia were being mass produced. Business had never been better.

 

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Just because you cannot see the good result of your labor does not mean that it bore no fruit.

There was a young woman who took great pride in the growth and care of the flowers in her flower garden. She had been raised by her grandmother who taught her to love and care for flowers as she herself had done. So, like her grandmother, her flower garden was second to none. One day while looking through a flower catalog she often ordered from, a picture of a plant immediately caught her eye. She had never seen blooms on a flower like that before. “I have to have it,” she said to herself, and she immediately ordered it.

When it arrived, she already had a place prepared to plant it. She planted it at the base of a stone wall at the back of her yard. It grew vigorously, with beautiful green leaves all over it, but there were no blooms. Day after day she continued to cultivate it, water it, feed it, and she even talked to it attempting to coax it to bloom. But, it was to no avail. One morning weeks later, as she stood before the vine, she contemplated how disappointed she was that her plant had not bloomed. She was giving considerable thought to cutting it down and planting something else in its place.

It was at this point that her invalid neighbor, whose lot joined hers, called over to her. “Thank you so much! You can’t imagine how much I have enjoyed the blooms of that vine you planted.” The young woman walked through the gate into her neighbor’s yard, and sure enough, she saw that on the other side of the wall the vine was filled with blooms. There were indeed the most beautiful blooms she had ever seen. The vine had crept through the crevices and it had not flowered on her side of the fence, it had flowered luxuriantly on the other side.

Just because you cannot see the good result of your labor does not mean that it bore no fruit.

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 https://youtu.be/jutDWsm60lw

 

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Take my Hand - (Don't) Give me your Hand!

Take my Hand

One day Mulla Nasrudin saw a crowd gathered around a pond. A Moslem priest with a huge turban on his head had fallen in the water and was calling for help.


People were leaning over and saying, "Give me your hand Sir! Give me your hand!" But the priest didn't pay attention to their offer to rescue him; he kept wrestling with the water and shouting for help.


Finally Mulla Nasrudin stepped forward: "Let me handle this." He stretched out his hand toward the priest and shouted at him, "Take my hand!"


The priest grabbed Mulla's hand and was hoisted out of the pond. People, very surprised, asked Mulla for the secret of his strategy.


"It is very simple," he replied. "I know this miser wouldn't give anything to anyone. So instead of saying 'Give me your hand,' I said, 'take my hand,' and sure enough he took it." 

 

*****

 

Mula came upon a frowning man walking along the road to town. "What's wrong?" he asked. 

The man held up a tattered bag and moaned, "All that I own in this wide world barely fills this miserable, wretched sack." 

"Too bad," said Mula, and with that, he snatched the bag from the man's hands and ran down the road with it. Having lost everything, the man burst into tears and, more miserable than before, continued walking. 

Meanwhile, Mula quickly ran around the bend and placed the man's sack in the middle of the road where he would have to come upon it. When the man saw his bag sitting in the road before him, he laughed with joy, and shouted, "My sack! I thought I'd lost you!" 

Watching through the bushes, Mula chuckled. "Well, that's one way to make someone happy!"

 

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

 https://youtu.be/jutDWsm60lw

 

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Toot your horn, Don't blow your Trumpet

The codfish lays 10,000 eggs the homely hen lays one,

The codfish does'nt cackle to tell us what she's done.

And so we scorn the codfish, the homely hen we prize-

which demonstrates to you and me it pays to Advertise! - Unknown.

Many of us fail to realise that it pays dividends to advertise our qualities and capabilities, just as it pays a manufacturer to present his/her products with fanfare and neon-signs. There is one rule that must be observed "Tell the truth". Telling a lie is braging not advertising. On the other hand not telling people what you really have is as good as not having. Toot your talent.

We are ordinary folks like the homely hen, with a streak of genius in imitating the homely hen. We cannot cackle - it would sound like a croak, but we can blow our own horn, so lets do it. Blow your Horn.

A friend of mine had a shelf full of joke books, but I've never heard him relate a single one. "What do you do with these jokes, Bertie? I asked him one day '

"Laugh at them" he answered. 

"Pity" I remarked,

"Whats pitiful about it" he asked in surprise.

"That you did'nt pass them on, Bertie" I explained and he agreed to try out the experiment.

We met the next day. :Works well" he beamed "the lunchroom was never so noisy, never had so much fun before, myself" The fun is mutually infectious. What ever it is 'toot your talent'

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

 

 

 https://youtu.be/jutDWsm60lw

 

If you like to lend a helping hand, follow the link below to make a donation - You can do something, I can do something. Together we can do great things!

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The seret of success : Lick the spoon of life!

When a prosperous business man was interviewed by the press, one probing reporter asked, “Can you tell us why you are such a success while your brother is a total failure” This was the answer:

"When we were little children, Tom being the youngest was the family pet, and got the best of everything. If jam was served he got an extra helping, and so with the pudding. We others got only a limited serving. Soon I got into the habit of making the most of whatever little I got, by licking the spoon – whhether it had jam or honey or pudding".

This practice continued in later life.

“Tom began to find things getting difficult after our parents died. He had been so used to wasting things because he had them in abundance that he lost the art of making the most of what he had.”

The seret of success : Lick the spoon of life!

If you have learnt to 'lick the spoon of life' and enjoy making the most of all you have, You will find this site the most satisfying to Donate to. The children here have learnt to 'lick the spoon of life' and appreciate all the help they can get to further their education and their lives. (Listen to the student in the video) To give them an Education for Living and for Making a Living, Thats what we do at PetesPlace.

https://youtu.be/jutDWsm60lw

No amount is too small, Your donation means so much more than giving a helping hand, you are helping our students to change their future...we cannot do this without you, so help us now.

At PetesPlace, Where Education is for Living and for Making a Living, we are committed to bringing change into the lives of children, giving them Education for Living and for Making a Living. Skill sets to help bring about a socio-economic change in their lives.

 

The previous batch successfully completed with 100% placement. The Next batch commenced the first week of April.

https://www.youcaring.com/PetesPlaceSchoolofCateringhospitality

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