- People are like packages beneath a Christmas tree. It
all depends on the outer wrappings of how we're esteemed in the community
or society, that sees one more desirable than the other.
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- Packages and packaged people. Some down up in silks
and ringed fingers, others casual elegance. The designer package with logo
, khaki, docksiders, plaid or summer frock. Corduroy, down home denim,
casual scarf for that continental traveled look. Printed ties, specialty
shirts, or maybe the English tweed look of academia. A silk ascot and pipe
completes the picture.
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- People are like packages beneath a Christmas tree. Some
packages are done up in velvet bows, bells and glitter and wrapped in
expensive linen paper. Wal-mart, K-mart, drug store attire, newspaper for
the thrifty soul, with the plain brown wrapped gifts hidden in the back.
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- Specialty items of jewels and furs, plane tickets to
exotic lands. Perfumes, necklaces, cashmere shawls, lizard boots with matching
bags. The plain brown wrapped one left till last; holds a lump of clay
with a small handprint, wishing peace for all the earth and a small white
candle to show the way.
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- Yes, people are like packages beneath a Christmas tree,
and the unassuming, string tied box, may be the gift left unwrapped or
thrown away (too cheap). Just like the people in our lives, the untitled,
unimportant ordinary folk. The retarded child, the elderly, the ghetto
mother or laborer. The handyman, the janitor, the clerk that stamps your
gas bill paid. Nameless, shadow people, that we pass everyday. These plain
packaged ones may have been the best of all. But packaging is everything,
and people are like packages beneath a Christmas tree. It all depends on
how we're wrapped, that tells the you from me. But maybe not? The gift
sought through years of travels, expereinces, or through invited moneyed
specialty guests; may be the one that was tossed aside as inferior, as
not measuring up, not proper for our sniff class. Like so much litter;
the plain ones-flawed ones-inferior ones get tossed to the wind.
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- Such are life's surprises with most missing the true
gifts. That's why they're GIFTS...few receive, only the humble- true seekers.
Only two types of people found the Christ child in the manager. The wise
men (they who knew they did not know everything) and the shepherds (they
who knew they knew nothing).Never the man with one book.
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