Life is like a onion

Life is like a onionA gift for those who have been married: Hopefully grateful for the life of marriage --------------------------------------- ----------Towards the break of a training course, the teacher invites the participants to make a game. "Who is the most important person in your life?" Teachers call in a participant come to the front the class. "Please write the 20 names who are closest to your current life" participants she does write 20 names on the board. There is a name neighbors, friends work together, relatives, loved ones and others. Then the teachers were invited to choose, by crossing out one name that is considered unimportant.Then the girl was crossing out one name, a neighbor. Furthermore, teachers were invited again siswinya cross out one name remains, and it punmelakukannya student, now he crossed out the name of a friend sekantornya. And so on. Until finally on the board only the remaining three names. The name of her parents, husband's name and the name of his son.In the classroom suddenly felt so lonely. All participants of training his eyes to the teacher. Guessing what the next will be said by the teacher's. Or, finish was nothing else should be selected.But in the silence of the classroom the teacher said, "Strike one!" With a slow and somewhat hesitant student took a marker and cross out one name. The name of his parents. "Please scratch another one!" It seemed girl lost in this game. He was restless. He raised it high spidolnya and cross out the name of the top he wrote earlier. The name of his son. Instantly rose sobs broke out in the classroom. After a few quiet atmosphere, teachers were then asked, "You dear man is not a parent and your child? Parents who give birth and raise you. You who gave birth to a child. Moderate husband could find it again. Why did you choose the figure of the husband as the most important and subtle? "All eyes on girls who were still in front of the class. Waiting to see what was going to say. "Time will pass, parents will leave me. Child shall this. If he had grown up and married, she would leave me too. What really could accompany me in this life is my husband ."....... ..................................... Life is like an onion. When the peeled layer by layer, will be exhausted. And sometimes we are made to cry.

by: badrut ap