Pie in the Sky

Pie in the Sky

　　There is actually a pie in the sky. It was made especially for you. It is your favorite flavor. You can eat as much of it as you want. It is all yours and you don’t have to share it with anyone.

　　Now, all you have to do to get your pie is build a set of stairs, climb up your stairs, and reach out your hand to take it.

　　First, you must figure out what the design of your stairs will be. If you don’t know, find a person who has managed to build a set of stairs to reach his pie, and find out what needs to be done.

　　Next, you will need to prepare for your stairs. You need to buy the wood and the tools. You might need to replace some broken tools.　　Finally, and this is the hardest step, you need to focus your mind on your work. The actual work requires constructing the stairs. You may find that you’ve worked really hard for days, weeks or even months, and then suddenly find that your stairs are not going to line up with your pie. So you need to make sure that you still have money to buy new materials and rebuild your stairs in the right direction.

　　With proper planning and careful pacing, you will be able to reach your pie. Your pie is right there, right above you. All you need to do is get it.My Great Expectations

　　Time is like a sharp knife.

　　It can carve hard lines on beautiful faces and wear out youth year after year, but using it well can make a piece of simple stone into a great statue. St. Mary Academy is still a simple piece of white stone briefly carved, but as time marches on, duanwenw,. it may be spoiled by dust, worn out by weather, or broken into separate pieces. It may be also carefully carved by knife into wonderful statues. Everyone at school, including our schoolmates, controls this knife.

　　If I have a chance to live to be an old woman, I shall, in my peaceful dreams, seek the old paths leading through the trees which I used to travel down in my earlier days. The old bell tower, standing in the golden sunlight, makes a slow, solemn1 sound as girls pour into the church like a stream. There they will kneel, pray and whisper to their spiritual Lord about the little things in their lives. They will ask him to help them in reaching their future goals and I can hear the old church tower whisper in return, “Yes, St. Mary certainly possesses the most hard-working girls that shall glorify2 her with their bright futures!”

　　What I feel when I hear these words depends on whether I have done anything meaningful over the years. If I have been successful, I will smile with pride and contentment, for I have taken a part, though a very small part, in carving out, with the knife of time, this wonderful model of school life.Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing childlike appetite of what's next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young.

　　An individual human existence should be like a river―small at first, narrowly contained within its banks, and rushing passionately past boulders and over waterfalls. Gradually the river grows wider, the banks recede, the waters flow more quietly, and in the end, without any visible break, they bee merged in the sea, and painlessly lose their individual being.

　　Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity,of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease.This often exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty.Nobody grows old merely by a number of years.We grow old by deserting our ideals.

　　Years may wrinkle the skin,but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.