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The Power of Love

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Several years ago my dad was a math teacher at East High School in Salt Lake City, Utah. I never heard him say he was going to work, He said “I am going to school.” May dad was originally going to be a dentist, and would have been an excellent one. His love was teaching, and he was great at making a difference in a child’s life. He decided to change his major to high school mathematics, and never regretted this decision.

Every year on the first day of school he would write his full name up on the chalkboard in bold letters Melvin Cottam Fish, the kids thought that was hilarious. There was usually a long line of students trying to get into his class every semester because everyone knew they would learn math effectively, and he cared.

One year he had two opposing gang members in the same class, things were getting out of control, and he knew he needed to do something fast. One of the things he did was change his classroom around so his desk would face the door. As students entered his classroom each day, in his mind he would call each student by name and say “I love you.” My dad realized there was power in the words he spoke aloud, and in his mind.

At my dads funeral there were a few students that came to pay their final respects to their beloved math teacher. One of them told my mom that they didn’t remember all of their teachers names however they remember where they sat in their math class, and knew Mr. Fish loved them. What a great tribute to my father at his passing. I know he must have been smiling and sending us more love in that moment.

A Tale of Two Cars

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Screen shot 2014-10-04 at 5.25.06 PMSeveral years ago my dad was a math teacher at East High School in Salt Lake City, Utah. One of my dad’s former students, Mike, owned a car dealership that sold many high end cars. One day my dad decided to drop in, and say hello to a former student. While visiting he asked, “Mike, tell me one of your most interesting stories here at your car dealership.” Mike replied,” A few months ago a man in torn ragged clothes came into the show room looking at all the cars on display. It was not uncommon for homeless men and women to wander in off the streets to warm up from the cold. When this man came in, he was spending most of his time looking at the Rolls Royce automobiles.

Mike noticed he had two salesmen that could have helped this man, but chose not to. Feeling a little embarrassed that his salesmen were in no hurry to help this man, he went up to this guy and asked if he could help him. He began to tell Mike that he had always wanted to own a Rolls Royce, and it was his wife’s birthday. He wanted to surprise her with a white Rolls Royce, and he wanted to get a black one for himself. The commission that the salesmen passed up would have given them an equivalent of four months of pay on those two cars. Mike called the bank, and the cars were ordered while the salesmen were left squirming with their mouths wide open. They judged this man unfairly because of the clothes he was wearing.

The moral of the story: Don’t judge anyone, even people dressed in rags could end up helping you more than you realize.

The Rolls Royce Dilemma

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Screen shot 2014-10-04 at 5.25.06 PMSeveral years ago my dad was a teacher at East High School in Salt Lake City, Utah. One of my dad’s former students, Mike, owned a car dealership that sold many high end cars. One day my dad decided to drop in, and say hello to a former student. While visiting he asked, “Mike, tell me one of your most interesting stories here at your car dealership.” Mike replied,” A few months ago a man in torn ragged clothes came into the show room looking at all the cars on display. It was not uncommon for homeless men and women to wander in off the streets to warm up from the cold. When this man came in, he was spending most of his time looking at the Rolls Royce automobiles.

Mike noticed he had two salesmen that could have helped this man, but chose not to. Feeling a little embarrassed that his salesmen were in no hurry to help this man, he went up to this man and asked if he could help him. He began to tell Mike that he had always wanted to own a Rolls Royce, and it was his wife’s birthday. He wanted to surprise her with a white Rolls Royce, and he wanted to get a black one for himself. The commission that the salesmen passed up would have given them an equivalent of four months of pay on those two cars. Mike called the bank, and the cars were ordered while the salesmen were left squirming with their mouths wide open. They judged this man unfairly because of the clothes he was wearing.

The same could be said about people sharing essential oils, Someone may say I can’t believe people actually think they can make money with essential oils. I am here to tell you, just as the Rolls Royce salesmen passed up talking to the man who looked like a bum, other people are passing on large six figure monthly incomes because they don’t realize the effective power of essential oils. I challenge everyone to use and share essential oils. They have changed my life, and can change yours as well.

Zoob’s Law

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Zoob's Law
I encourage everyone to find truth. We will never grow if we close our minds to truth. It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it. Many people are not ready to receive truth. We are all at different stages of learning. When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.

This brings up an interesting fact. Some people might be looking for a solution to a health problem or another concern they are having. When they are introduced to a solution they don’t recognize it as such, and easily discount the new concept as crazy or absurd.

I like Zoob’s Law. It goes like this, “Generally the non-informed can be expected to oppose whatever he does not understand, hiding his own ignorance by a degree of aggressive descent roughly equal to his ignorance. The greater the ignorance, the greater the opposition.”

Sometimes we are quick to judge or form an opinion about things when we do not really know how they work. We condemn things before we know the facts or truth about a matter. Often we make quick assessments of things we know nothing about. Let’s change that by being more open minded.

Dad Tell Me a Story

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Melvin C. Fish
As a child one of my favorite memories was listening to my dad tell stories of his youth and adventures before he married my mom. When he was in his early twenties he went on a 3 year mission to Hong Kong and Taiwan. I felt like I had lived there myself after he would describe in vivid detail how he lived and loved the Chinese people.

My dad told of adventures like how someone stole one of the missionaries bikes. On another day they were riding down the street with many people riding bikes when my dad and another missionary were riding right next to a man riding the stolen bike. So they each grabbed the handle bars on each side and forced him to give up the bike that was theirs.

One thing my dad loves is eating Chinese food. Being the fourth of ten children it made sense to feed the family lots of food from the Orient. There were times when the budget was tight when we ate rice 5-7 days a week. I remember my 8th grade history teacher was talking about China when he said “can you imagine eating rice every day” I raised my hand and said ‘I do eat rice everyday and love It.” One of my favorite dishes is Chinese Won-Tons. For the recipe Click Here

Dad Tell Me a Story

Personal stories, Recipes, , , , , ,

Melvin C. Fish

As a child one of my favorite memories was listening to my dad tell stories of his youth and adventures before he married my mom. When he was in his early twenties he went on a 3 year mission to Hong Kong and Taiwan. I felt like I had lived there myself after he would describe in vivid detail how he lived and loved the Chinese people.

My dad told of adventures like how someone stole one of the missionaries bikes. On another day they were riding down the street with many people riding bikes when my dad and another missionary were riding right next to a man riding the stolen bike. So they each grabbed the handle bars on each side and forced him to give up the bike that was theirs.

One thing my dad loves is eating Chinese food. Being the fourth of ten children it made sense to feed the family lots of food from the Orient. There were times when the budget was tight when we ate rice 5-7 days a week. I remember my 8th grade history teacher was talking about China when he said “can you imagine eating rice every day” I raised my hand and said ‘I do eat rice everyday and love It.” One of my favorite dishes is Chinese Won-Tons. For the recipe Click Here