The fabulous article the Naples Daily News wrote about me in the paper yesterday…and my favorite poem from the 6th grade. They go hand in hand, and both appear below for you.
As always: excited, surprised, and grateful
xoxo, Christine
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IT COULDN’T BE DONE
By
E.A. Guest
Somebody
said that it couldn’t be done
But
he with a chuckle replied
That
“maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one
Who
wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
So
he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On
his face. If he worried he hid it.
He
started to sing as he tackled the thing
That
couldn’t be done, and he did it!
Somebody
scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;
At
least no one ever has done it;”
But
he took off his coat and he took off his hat
And
the first thing we knew he’d begun it.
With
a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without
any doubting or quiddit,
He
started to sing as he tackled the thing
That
couldn’t be done, and he did it.
There
are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There
are thousands to prophesy failure,
There
are thousands to point out to you one by one,
The
dangers that wait to assail you.
But
just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just
take off your coat and go to it;
Just
start in to sing as you tackle the thing
That
“cannot be done,” and you’ll do it.
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