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A deck of cards.

It may seem like nothing to you,

but now I look at it different.

Most people would see a deck of cards as nothing special.

For most, it's just a simple way of entertainment.

But for me, I look at them differently now.

A deck of cards can almost resemble society.

There's different shapes and colors.

Different values.

Isn't that how we are in the world today?

You see the aces and face cards,

they're like gold.

They're high in value.

Everyone wants them.

They're simply perfect.

Then there's the number cards.

You know,

two though ten.

They're nothing too special.

Sure sometimes they can be helpful and useful,

but most of the time they just get overlooked don't they?

Then there's the jokers.

Many people don't need them.

They throw them out or throw them to the side.

Or people just simply laugh at Jokers.

They're useless right?

 

So now walking around, think about this.

Who are you?

Who do you make others feel like they are?

Do you smile at and be kind to everyone around you?

Treating them as those spotless ace and face cards?

Or do you just overlook people?

Is everyone a number card to you?

And I hate to ask, but are you the bully who makes everyone feel like a joker?

Do you tease, or ignore people?

Making them feel like the most unwanted people in the world?

 

So the next person you see, really stop and think;

how valuable is this person going to feel after an encounter with me?

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Aug 17, 2013
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A little rough, but I think my point has been made. My coach/history teacher did a little activity with us that was exactly what I said above. It really got me thinking.

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