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Woods are lovely dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And Miles to go before I sleep
And Miles to go before I sleep
Abraham Lincoln's Letter To His son's teacher
He will have to learn I know,
That all men are not just,
All men are not true ,
But teach him also that
For every scoundrel there is a hero
That for every selfish politician
There is a dedicated leader
Teach him that for every enemy there is a friend
It will take time I know
But teach him if you can
That a dollar earned is of far more value then a five pounds
Teach him to learn to lose
And also enjoy winning
Steer him away from envy, if you can
Teach him the secret of quite laughter
Let him learn early that
The bullies are the easiest to lick
.
Teach him, if you can
The wonder of books
But also give him quite time
To ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky
Bees in the sun
And flowers on a green hillside
In school teach him
It is far more honorable to fail
Than to cheat..
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas
Even if everyone tells him they are wrong
.
Teach him to be gentle with gentle people
And tough with the tough
Try to give my son
The strength not to follow the crowd
When everyone is getting on the bandwagon
.
Teach him to listen to all men
But teach him also to filter all the hears ..
On the screen of truth
And take only the good that comes through
Teach him if you can,
How to laugh when he is sad
.
Teach him there is no shame in tears.
Teach him to scoff at cynics
And to be aware of too much sweetness
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Teach him to sell his brown to the highest bidders,
But never to put price tag
On his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob
And to stand and fight
If he thinks he is right
Treat him gently but do not cuddle him
Because only the test of fire makes a fine steel.
Let him have the courage to be impatient
Let him have the patience to be brave
Teach him always
To have sublime faith in himself
Because then he will always have
Sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order
But see what you can do
He is such a fine little fellow
My son !
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