I teach economics at UNLV three times per week. Last Monday, at the beginning of class, I cheerfully asked my students how their weekend had been. One young man said that his weekend had not been so good. He had his wisdom teeth removed. The young man then proceeded to ask me why I always seemed to be so cheerful. www.szdmz.com
His question reminded me of something I‘d read somewhere before: "Every morning when you get up, you have a choice about how you want to approach life that day," I said. "I choose to be cheerful."
"Let me give you an example," I continued, addressing all sixty students in the class. "In addition to teaching here at UNLV, I also teach out at the community college in Henderson, 17 miles down the freeway from where I live. One day a few weeks ago I drove those 17 miles to Henderson. I exited the freeway and turned onto College Drive. I only had to drive another quarter mile down the road to the college. But just then my car died. I tried to start it again, but the engine wouldn‘t turn over. So I put my flashers on, grabbed my books, and marched down the road to the college."
"As soon as I got there I called AAA and arranged for a tow truck to meet me at my car after class. The secretary in the Provost‘s office asked me what has happened. ‘This is my lucky day,‘ I replied, smiling."
" ‘Your car breaks down and today is your lucky day?‘ She was puzzled. ‘What do you mean?‘"
" ‘I live 17 miles from here.‘ I replied. ‘My car could have broken down anywhere along the freeway. It didn‘t. Instead, it broke down in the perfect place: off the freeway, within walking distance of here. I‘m still able to teach my class, and I‘ve been able to arrange for the tow truck to meet me after class. If my car was meant to break down today, it couldn‘t have been arranged in a more convenient fashion.‘" From: www.szdmz.com
"The secretary‘s eyes opened wide, and then she smiled. I smiled back and headed for class." So ended my story. 乐学网奉献
I scanned the sixty faces in my economics class at UNLV. Despite the early hour, no one seemed to be asleep. Somehow, my story had touched them. Or maybe it wasn‘t the story at all. In fact, it had all started with a student‘s observation that I was cheerful.
我在UNLV学校每周有三次的经济学课程。上周一，在开始上课之前，我很高兴的问我的学生：“她们的周末怎么过得？”一个学生说：“他的这个周末不是很愉快。”他的智牙掉了。这个年青的学生坚持问我“我为什么总是这么开心？”
他的问题使我想起了以前我读到的一些东西：“当你每天早上起来的时候，你有一个选择，你怎么过好这一天，”我说：“我选择快乐的。”
我继续说：“让我给你举个例子，另外，我在UNLV这里教书，我还在Henderson这个地方的社区大学教书，那里离我住呢17公里。在几周前的一天我驾车去17公里的汉得逊，我在高速公路上转向大学路上，我仅在不得不行使在离学校15公里左右的时候，我的车灭火了。我试着在发动，但是我的发动机怀了。因此我不得不打开闪燃气，抓起我的书，在路上跑到学校”，到课堂上给每位学生打招呼。
我一到学校，我就叫3A，叫他们下课后安排拖车来修理我的车。在教务长办公室的秘书问我发生了什么？我笑着回答：“这是我幸运的一天。”
“你的车坏了，今天是你幸运的一天”她迷惑得说：“你什么意思啊？”
我回答：“我离这里17公里，我的车没坏在沿着高速路得任何地方，他坏在最合适的地方，在我能步行得地方，我能赶得上上课，下课后，我还能叫拖车来拖车，如果我的车今天抛锚了，他就不能在最方便时尚的时候被修理。”
这位秘书睁大了眼睛，然后笑了，我也笑了，朝向教室走去。结束了我的故事。
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在UNLV可堂上我浏览了60张面孔，尽管在几个小时前，没人睡觉。不管怎么样，我的故事感动了他们。也许他不是好的故事，事实上，他让所有的学生开始注意到，我是快乐的。
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