[guide.chat] Thought provoking & true , The Stranger

From: vanessa <qwerty1234567a@xxxxxxxxx>
To: "GUIDE CHAT" <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Date: Sat, 4 Aug 2012 09:03:38 +0100
My son works with, lives and breathes computers, i thought on many occassions 
he was going to marry his computer when he was younger, i sent him the 
stranger, it was his to a tee, thank you.
vanessa.

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From: James Liddell - Email Address: james.liddell2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent On: 03/08/2012 21:22
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Subject: [guide.chat] Fw: Thought provoking & true , The Stranger

  The Stranger 
  A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger 

  who was new to our small town. From the beginning, 

  Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer 

  and soon invited him to live with our family. The 

  stranger was quickly accepted and was around 

  from then on. 

  As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my 

  family. In my young mind, he had a special niche. 

  My parents were complementary instructors: Mom 

  taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. 

  But the stranger... he was our storyteller. He would 

  keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, 

  mysteries and comedies.
  If I wanted to know anything about politics, history 

  or science, he always knew the answers about the past, 

  understood the present and even seemed able to predict 

  the future! He took my family to the first major league 

  ball game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The 

  stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem 

  to mind. 

  Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of 

  us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to 

  say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet.
  (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.) 

  Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions,

  but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. 

  Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home - not 

  from us, our friends or any visitors. Our long time visitor, 
  however, got away with four-letter words that burned my 

  ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.

  My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol but the 

  stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made 
  cigarettes look cool, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished. 

  He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex. His comments 

  were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally 
  embarrassing.. 

  I now know that my early concepts about relationships were 
  influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he 

  opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked 
  ... And NEVER asked to leave. 

  More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved 

  in with our family. He has blended right in and is not nearly 

  as fascinating as he was at first. Still, if you could walk into 

  my parents' den today, you would still find him sitting over 

  in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and 

  watch him draw his pictures. 

  His name?.... 
  We just call him 'TV.' 
  (Note: This should be required 
  reading for every household!) 
  He has a wife now....we call her 'Computer.' 

  Their first child is "Cell Phone". 
  Second child "I Pod " 
  And JUST BORN THIS YEAR WAS a Grandchild: 

  IPAD 


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