Stories & Poems

Reaping What You Sow

Terri McNerney — Thu, 08 May 2008 16:10:15 +0000

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to carve out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself.

The River and the Clouds

Terri McNerney — Thu, 08 May 2008 16:07:52 +0000

Once upon a time there was a beautiful river finding her way among the hills, forests, and meadows. She began by being a joyful stream of water, a spring always dancing and singing as she ran down from the top of the mountain. She was very young at the time, and as she came to the lowland she slowed down.

Life Choices

Terri McNerney — Thu, 08 May 2008 16:05:33 +0000

John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 'If I were any better, I would be twins!'

He was a natural motivator.

The Development of Group Attitude

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 16:01:51 +0000

Start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage, hang a banana on a string, and place a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb towards the banana.

Individual Contributions

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 16:00:46 +0000

Early one morning a man was walking along the beach, watching the ocean waves breaking on the shore, and he saw a most unusual thing. He saw that the beach was littered with thousands of starfish that had been washed up on the shore and were dying in the sun.

Boldness

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:58:51 +0000

Until one is committed
there is hesitancy,
the chance to draw back,
always ineffectiveness.<

Instructions for Life in the New Millennium

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:56:34 +0000

From the Dalai Lama:

Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
When you lose, don't lose the lesson.

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:54:40 +0000

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in
I am lost … I am helpless
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

Win-Win

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:53:49 +0000

Two sisters were arguing over who should have the last orange. They were becoming very angry and upset. Their mother couldn’t stand it any longer, and was tempted to cut the orange down the middle and give them half each, just to get some peace.

Time

Terri McNerney — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:49:57 +0000

A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, rocks about 2" in diameter.