A little story about SELF-ESSTEM
After years of terrorizing the countryside, hunting deer, poaching livestock, killing game, Tiger grew long in the tooth. Finally, he knew it was time to retire. So he packed his bag: “Poor self-esteem? Check. Poor body image? Check? Poor self-image? Check. Self-portrait? Uh … oh, well, three out of four ain’t bad.”
Tiger ambled into town and came to stand before the Three Little Pigs Retirement Home Inc. He rang the bell, and the first little pig appeared on the landing above.
“What do you want?” asked the little pig.
“I come here to retire,” Tiger replied.
“Ooooh. I don’t think so,” the little pig declared. “You’re not like us. You’ve got big teeth. Very dangerous. We can’t let you in.”
Tiger, having poor self-image, went to the dentist to improve these apparent deficiencies, and had his teeth removed. The next day, he returned to the Three Little Pigs Retirement Home Inc.
“What do you want?” asked the second little pig.
“I have no more teeth. I come here to retire,” Tiger replied once more.
“Ooooh. No, no, no. That just won’t do,” the little pig exclaimed. “You’re different. You have sharp claws. You scare us. We can’t let you in.”
No teeth, no claws, no self-portrait
Tiger took his poor self-esteem and even worse body-image to the manicurist and had his claws removed. The next day, he returned to the Three Little Pigs Retirement Home Inc. “What do you want?” demanded the third little pig.
“I have no more claws. I come here to retire,” Tiger repeated.
“Ooooh. Let me see,” the little pig muttered as he disappeared from sight. Tiger heard much whispering and commotion behind the big wooden doors.
“Okay, come in,” said the little pig.
Tiger strolled through the doors, and there stood the three little pigs, grinning ear to ear. Suddenly they jumped on Tiger. Squealing with delight, they beat him up and sent him packing. No teeth. No claws. Yippeeee! Finally they got even with Tiger for terrorizing the animals.
Tiger should have known better. He should have accepted who he is and not try to conform to someone else’s image of him. What tiger in his right mind lets a pig paint his portrait? He should have painted a self-portrait instead.
Do you seek to improve your body or your body image? Do you seek to improve your claws or your nails, or do you improve your self-esteem? What do you see when you look in the mirror?
So, who paints your portrait?
by David Leonhardt
Truth
Tell the truth. It is that simple. OK, not quite that simple. Accept the truth. That might be a little harder, as the truth really is different for each of us. Yes, there are aspects of the truth that remain and are “fact”, but there is not a person alive, not even objective journalists or disinterested judges, who does not see facts through tinted glasses, and the “truth” is something different for each of us.
But accepting the truth that others present us is not that easy. Yet, can there be any measure of misplaced pride than to reject the truth someone else expresses just because it is not how we see things? People kill and people hate. People die and people suffer. All because sometimes it is hard to accept someone else’s truth.
It’s good to be right, but it is better to be nice.
Maintenance
Do you have a funny spot? I do. It’s on my head. Sometimes it pops up a week after getting my hair cut. Sometimes two, or even three weeks later. And it seems that each time it pops up a little differently. More than anything, my funny spot dictates when I get my hair cut.
Most of us have funny spots in our personalities, too. Certain things might rub us the wrong way. Or in certain situations we might become suddenly shy or clumsy after a while.
Just as my hair needs maintenance to manage that funny spot, we all need personality maintenance. We need to know what characteristics about ourselves look “funny” or somehow interfere with smooth relationships with others. And we need to take regular measures to manage those elements. Chances are, these are not things we can eliminate (although some might be), but simply to keep a check on them so that they allow us to be pleasant to others and function at our best in our community.
Consider this: you give your car regular maintenance, don’t you?
just a little that i wanna say (V2)
dah lama juga ga nge-blog… :-<
pengenny sih nulis sesuatu
tapi… mo nulis apa y??? #-o
no one can hear my heart is breaking :lesu:
okay..!! i dont wish that…!!! [-(
