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🖌The Lost Wallet:🖌

I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. Wanting to find the owner, I opened it, but it only contained 3 dollars and an old crumpled envelope. I opened the letter and saw a return address and dateline...1924. It had been written 60 years ago. It was signed Hannah.

I called information, maybe there was a phone listing for the address. The operator hesitantly told me there was a number, but the best she could do was call it and see if they wanted to be connected. I learned that Hannah was now living in a Nursing Home. And was given the number.

It seemed silly, wanting to contact someone over a letter written 60 years ago, but I felt impelled. I was told that Hannah was there and though it was fairly late I followed my instinct and went to see her.

She was a sweet silver-haired lady with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye. 1 told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter.

She took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael."

She said softly "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. "If you should find him, tell him I still love him."

With tears in her eyes she told me she had never married because no one had matched up to him in her heart.

I thanked her and left. As I was waiting by the elevator the nurse there asked, "Was Hannah able to help you?"

I'd taken out the wallet as she was speaking and she said "Hey, wait a minute that's Michael Goldstein's wallet. I'd recognize it anywhere, he's always losing it."

My hands began to shake. "Who's Michael Goldstein?" I asked.

"One of the residents on the 8th floor. That's his wallet for sure."

I dashed up to the 8th floor and the nurse on duty told me he was still in the day room.

We went into the day room and as soon as Michael saw the wallet a smile of relief crossed his face. I confessed I'd read the letter in an attempt to find the owner of the wallet. The smile on his face disappeared.

"But I think you'll be happy I did," I said. I think I know where Hannah is.

He grew pale. "Where is she? How is she? Please tell me he begged. "She's fine I said quietly." "I was so in love with that girl and when that letter came, my life came to a halt. I never married. I guess I've always loved her."

I asked him to come with me and took him down to the 3rd floor where Hannah was sitting alone, watching television. The floor nurse pointed to Michael. "Do you know this man Hannah?" She adjusted her glasses but didn't speak. Michael whispered, "Hannah it's me, Michael. Do you remember me?"

She gasped. "Michael. Michael, I don't believe it. It's you! My Michael."

They walked towards one another and embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.

About three weeks later I got a call from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home joining in the celebration. I was the best man!

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

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🖌Conversation of the day 🖌
👨🏻‍🦰John: Do you always have dinner at a different time, too?

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: No. I almost always eat dinner around 6 o'clock. How about you? When do you eat dinner?

👨🏻‍🦰John: My dinner time varies a lot just like my breakfast. So maybe I eat dinner later than most people. I think I would have dinner at 7:00 PM at the earliest. But sometimes, I will have dinner as late as 9 o'clock at night.

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Really?

👨🏻‍🦰John: Yeah. I don't mind it. I really like cooking so, if I'm cooking a short thing, I'll have dinner earlier. But I don't mind if it takes two hours to cook something really good, I'll eat later at night.

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Wow. Can you tell me about your work routine? What time do you usually go to work?

👨🏻‍🦰John: See, my work schedule is different everyday. That's why I wake up at a different time everyday. Maybe on – for example, some weeks on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, I start work at 7:00. But on Thursday and Friday, I don't start work until 11:30.

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Ah.

👨🏻‍🦰John: How about you? Do you have a different work time sometimes?

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Well, right now, I'm on maternity leave. So I stay home and take care of my new baby.

👨🏻‍🦰John: Oh, congratulations.

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Thank you. I try to work at home a little bit everyday though. If the kids are sleeping or they're playing quietly, I try to do some work. Maybe around 2 o'clock, I can usually get some work done because the kids are sleeping.

👨🏻‍🦰John: Oh, if you don't start getting some work done until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, you must be very busy every morning.

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Yeah. I usually go to the grocery store. Sometimes I take the kids to the park around 10:00 in the morning. I often do the laundry or wash the dishes, and then as soon as the dishes are washed, it's time to make lunch. So I'm busy all day.

👨🏻‍🦰John: I see. So that's why your lunch time can change so much.

👩🏻‍🦰Sarah: Yeah.

👨🏻‍🦰John: Oh, it sounds like a busy day.

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🖌 Facts 🖌
𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝗴𝗴 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘃𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻❓

✅ vegetarians refer to a person who does not eat meat but when we talk about eggs, there is confusion. According to a religious point of view, nonveg is referred to as killing someone or taking innocent life.But eggs which we have in the market are not fertilized which means they don't have any life inside them. Eggs have three parts, eggshell, white part(source of protein) and yellow part(called yolk). Six to seven weeks old hen gives 1-2 eggs within one or one and a half days.

📌The reason why most of the eggs are fertilised because during birth male chicken is killed because of two reasons, according to poultry farms, growing them in terms of profit is of no use and secondly, if they grow, they may mate with hen and be fertilised eggs, which mostly can't be sell in Market.So if you consider not killing anyone as veg food, then 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝗴𝗴𝘀 can be considered under the veg diet. So market egg are veg(scientifically).
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🖌 Facts🖌
𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗪𝗲 𝗘𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮 '𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗸' 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗘𝗹𝗯𝗼𝘄 𝗛𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲❓

✅As you reach back to pull your chair and sit up straight, your elbow smashes into the chair’s arm, hitting directly on the “sweet spot.” Waves of pain, what people often describe as an “electric shock,”.

📌The funny “bone” is actually a long vine of a nerve called the ulnar nerve.The ulnar nerve is a long nerve that extends from the neck to the pinkie finger. It is unprotected in the cubital tunnel, which is the space between the upper arm and forearm. When you hit your funny bone against something, the unprotected nerve is pressed against the bone. The squeezed or irritated ulnar nerve spouts the waves of pain, emitting the “electric shock.” The waves terrorize the regions innervated by the nerve: the forearm, the pinkie, and half of the ring finger.
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🖌Short story of the day 🖌
🦓The Donkey and The Cotton:

There once lived a salt merchant. He had a monkey for his assistance. Every morning, he would load a sack of salt on the donkey and go to the nearby town to sell it. On the way, they had to walk across a pond.

One day, while crossing the pond, the donkey thought,"Ooh! This load is so heavy that I become exhausted very soon. I wish I could get some of this load taken off my back." Just then the donkey tripped and fell into the water.

Fortunately, the donkey was not hurt. But the sack of salt on the donkey’s back fell into the water. Both the donkey and the salt became wet. Some of the salt in the sack got dissolved, making the load on the donkey lighter. The donkey felt very happy about the reduction in the weight of the sack of salt on its back. The merchant did his best to help the donkey to get up and they carried on their journey.

From that day, it became a regular practice for the donkey to slip and fall in the pond whenever they crossed the pond to the market. This would dissolve some salt in the sack thus reducing the weight and relieving the donkey of some load. The merchant was not aware of the donkey’s cunningness. This continued for a few days.

One day, the merchant noticed the donkey deliberately slipping and landing with the sack into the water. “Oh! So this is the way I am losing my salt everyday" he thought. He decided to teach the donkey a lesson.

Next morning, instead of loading a sack of salt, the merchant loaded a sack of cotton on the donkey’s back. As usual they had decided to reach the market by crossing the same pond. While crossing the same pond, the donkey, as usual, slipped and fell into the pond, hoping that after some time the weight of the sack would go reduced. As usual, both the donkey and the cotton would become wet. But this time, when he got up, the load on his back seemed heavier. “Ooh! The Load seems to have gotten heavier," thought the donkey. The donkey was astonished at what had taken place against the usual result.

The merchant looked at the donkey and said, “Dear friend, I saw you fall into the water of the pond deliberately every day with the malicious intention of reducing the weight of the salt. So, I loaded a sack of cotton today. Cotton when wet gets more weight and becomes heavier. Now you will have to carry it to the town." The poor donkey had learnt his lesson.

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🖌Short story of the day 🖌
⏰Owning Mistakes:

Simon was a curious boy. He was fond of reading adventure stories. He lived with his grandfather. One night, he stealthily entered the store room where his grandfather kept his priceless antiques. Simon knew his grandfather did not like anyone to touch his rare collections.

Once inside the room, Simon stood on a chair. He lifted the box wherein his grandfather had kept many wrist-watches bought from different countries he had visited.

While getting down from the chair, Simon’s elbow struck against the chair. The box slipped out of his hands and fell onto the floor. All the watched lay scattered all around. To his utter shock, he found the glass of his grandfather’s favorite watch broken.

Simon got frightened lest his grandfather should come to know about the broken glass. He started picking up the pieces of glass.

Simon thought, “How will I tell my grandfather that his favorite watch had got broken? He will be angry with me. If I do not tell him, he will not come to know about it."

Simon got nervous. His heart started beating faster. He put the broken watch back into the box and placed the box back on the shelf. Afterwards, he went to sleep. He tossed and turned in bed. He could not sleep in peace throughout the whole night.

The next morning, Simon got up early. He gathered courage to go and admit his fault to his grandfather. Reaching his grandfather’s bedroom he told him everything. The grandfather looked thoughtful. He did not say anything to Simon. He went over to the store room. Simon kept standing with his head down.

Having returned from the store the grandfather said to Simon, “I felt very angry when you had broken my precious watch. Your grandmother gifted it to me on our first wedding anniversary. But you need not worry. Only the glass is broken. I shall have it replaced."

Simon felt relieved. After some time, his grandfather went into kitchen and bought a glass of milk for him.

While giving the milk to Simon, his grandfather said, “It was brave enough of you to tell me about the broken watch. You knew that I would scold you, did not you?"

Simon said, “I was scared at first. But I dared not tell a lie. I should not have touched your things without your permission."

Simon’s grandfather further remarked, “When I was at your age, I also broke my mother’s precious flower-case. I was scared to own up my mistake. But, when I went to confess, she said that she already knew about it."

It is brave to admit your mistake. You may be scared of being scolded. But it is the only way for you to be free from guilt.