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Do You Know How Lucky

Dear Son, do you know how lucky you are to live next door to Walt Disney World? To have parents that have worked there for 27 years?

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Won’t Know Unless You

Hide behind it or get soaked in it, it’s your call…

Dear Son, you won’t know unless you try. Life will come at you whether you embrace it or hide from it.

The glorious part of your pedigree, it that you are the son of a big-time dreamer.

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Dear Son, Part 4 of 5

Try to become the very best at whatever it is you do…

Dear son, your contribution to society will be a long journey of self-discovery. Or maybe not. Don’t worry, most people don’t know what they want to be when they grow up.

There will be phases and cycles in your career journey. Promotions. Setbacks. Glorious triumph. And unfair treatment.

Take the good with the bad, learn from both. Continuously work to improve yourself. Society will pay you back with a salary. For example, 3 public speaking jobs:

  1. Jungle Cruise Skipper = less than $100 per day
  2. Corporate Professional Speaker = $100’s per day
  3. Self Employed Entrepreneurial Speaker = $1,000’s per day

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Nine-year old blogger!

Nine-year old Blogger
Nine years old blogger

I asked our Son (9) to write something publically. I told him the act of hitting publish is scary for many adults. So he should try to see if it scares him. in a moment, we’ll see if he conquered that fear. Meanwhile, I’d like to ask if you are waiting for some special removal of fear before you begin doing what you really want to do, but are too afraid to hit publish.

Ok, take it away Chapin…

“Hello! I’m a blogger! Chapin Noel (my dad’s son) is your writer today.  Hey, you know Jay Lenno and Wanda Sykes? (no offense).How about comedy with a little less cursing? Would you like that?……… O.K., I CAN’T TALK TO YOU, SO I’LL DO IT!

Joke 1: how the animals got their ages

One day, god summoned the animals all around the world to tell him how long they would like to live.

First, he asked the dog, he said; “Dog, I offer you 20 (twenty) years of chasing squirrels, guarding houses, and being petted.”

“Twenty years!” He exclaimed. “How about ten.” So, the dog lives ten years.

Next, he asked the horse. “Horse, you can go about frolicking, grazing, and transporting for 35 (thirty-five) years.”

“Thirty five!? D-d-d-the  playoffs!? Are you kidding me!? MAKE IT 15!!!!!” Encouraged the horse. “Does it LOOK like I kid?” So, the horse lives 15 years.

Then god did the same with the human.”Human, I give you 20 years to PARTAY(!) and do whatever, whenever!”

The human, (as “greedy” as it can be) was like vice versa all over again. “Just 20? That’s like, $2.99 for a reservation at a hotel. Now, now, let’s make it 80-100, shall we?”

“Well, the first ten years, you play around a lot, then from ages 16-59, you  do a lot  of work, and then, when you’re 60+, you start barking like a dog at people while on your front porch.

EEK! I SAID TO MUCH ALREADY! Bye! 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂