Pride comes AFTER a fall

From: Brenda


Several years ago, my car was in the shop and for a while I needed to catch the city bus to work along with my son on his way to school.

One day we were particularly late for the bus, and saw the bus driving off as we approached. We began to run for the bus and my son reached the bus first. Just as I reached the bus I tripped on a sprinkler head crossing the grass in front of our apartments and fell face first into the grass skidding a few feet before stopping with my dress over my head (good thing my underwear was clean!)

I could have died as I got up and brushed myself off aware that my fall was viewed by everyone on the bus, mostly my son's schoolmates. But on that day, I was very impressed , because my son's schoolmates had so much respect for my son that as I boarded the bus, there was not even one smile from any of them.

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