Table of Contents
When I asked God
by Swami Vivekananda
When I Asked God for Strength
He Gave Me Difficult Situations to Face
When I Asked God for Brain & Brown
He Gave Me Puzzles in Life to Solve
When I Asked God for Happiness
He Showed Me Some Unhappy People
When I Asked God for Wealth
He Showed Me How to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Favors
He Showed Me Opportunities to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Peace
He Showed Me How to Help Others
God Gave Me Nothing I Wanted
He Gave Me Everything I Needed
Hold a $20 bill.
Ask, "Who would like this $20 bill?"
Hands will go up.
"I am going to give this to one of you, but first, let me do this."
Crumple the bill up, then ask who still wants it.
Still the hands will go up in the air.
Now, what if I do this? Drop it on the ground, and grind it into the floor with the shoe. Pick it up, now crumpled and dirty.
Now, who still wants it?
Still hands will go in the air.
Scouts, you all have learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it, because, it did not decrease in value. It was still worth 20 dollars.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way.
We feel that we are worthless, but, no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value, dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who love you.
The worth of our lives comes not in what we do, or who we know, but, by who we are.
You are special, don't ever forget it!
The Cookie Thief
A woman was waiting at an airport one night
With several long hours before her flight
She hunted for a book in the airport shop
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop
She was engrossed in her book but happened to see
That the man beside her as bold as could be
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene
She munched cookies and watched the clock
As this gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by
Thinking "If I wasn't so nice I'd blacken his eye"
With each cookie she took he took one too
And when only one was left she wondered what he'd do
With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh
He took the last cookie and broke it in half
He offered her half as he ate the other
She snatched it from him and thought "Oh brother
This guy has some nerve and he's also rude
Why he didn't even show any gratitude"
She had never known when she had been so galled
And sighed with relief when her flight was called
She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate
She boarded the plane and sank in her seat
Then sought her book which was almost complete
As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise
There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes
"If mine are here" she moaned with despair
"Then the others were his and he tried to share"
"Too late to apologize she realized with grief"
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief
Being sure is not the same as being right. Certainty without humility can lead to self-righteousness that distorts our view and understanding of the world and of people.
Humility does not require us to be equivocal or doubtful about our deepest convictions about religion and right and wrong. What it asks is that we hold and advocate our beliefs without dismissing the possibility that others may be right, too.
by Mark Nagayama
Scouts without a Uniform
by Brandon Hojo
Poem by Son and Mom
New Scouts Join
Poem to Mom
My son came home from school one day,
With a smirk upon his face.
He decided he was smart enough,
To put me in my place.
'Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'
It says I need not clean my room,
Don't have to cut my hair
No one can tell me what to think,
Or speak, or what to wear.
I have freedom from religion,
And regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
And I sure don't have to pray.
I can wear earrings if I want,
And pierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
Get tattoos from head to toe.
And if you ever spank me,
I'll charge you with a crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
With the marks on my behind.
Don't you ever touch me,
My body's only for my use,
Not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.
Don't preach about your morals,
Like your Mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!
Mom, I have these children's rights,
So you can't influence me,
Or I'll call Children's Services Division,
Better known as C.S.D.'
Mom's Reply and Thoughts
Of course my first instinct was
To toss him out the door.
But the chance to teach him a lesson
Made me think a little more.
I mulled it over carefully,
I couldn't let this go.
A smile crept upon my face,
he's messing with a pro.
Next day I took him shopping
At the local Goodwill Store…
I told him, 'Pick out all you want,
there's shirts & pants galore.
I've called and checked with C.S.D ..
Who said they didn't care
If I bought you K-Mart shoes
Instead of those Nike Airs.
I've canceled that appointment
To take your driver's test.
The C.S.D. Is unconcerned
So I'll decide what's best. '
I said 'No time to stop and eat,
Or pick up stuff to munch.
And tomorrow you can start to learn
To make your own sack lunch.
Just save the raging appetite,
And wait till dinner time.
We're having liver and onions,
A favorite dish of mine.'
He asked 'Can I please rent a movie,
To watch on my VCR?'
'Sorry, but I sold your TV,
For new tires on my car.
I also rented out your room,
You'll take the couch instead.
The C .S..D. Requires
Just a roof over your head.
Your clothing won't be trendy now,
I'll choose what we eat.
That allowance that you used to get,
Will buy me something neat.
I'm selling off your jet ski,
Dirt-bike & roller blades.
Check out the 'Parents Bill of Rights',
It's in effect today!
Hey hot shot, are you crying,
Why are you on your knees?
Are you asking God to help you out,
Instead of C.S.D..?'
Negotiating the Dangerous River to School
How many of you get dropped to school by your parents?
How many of you walk to school?
How many of you bike to school?
How many of you take a bus to school?
For many school children in Indonesia all this may seem a luxury. They use boat as their mode of transportation to reach school…and at many times rowing on their own. In the vast Kampar peninsula, a land carpeted with dense forests and veined by unpredictable rivers, many isolated communities without their own schools or road access must send children out onto the busy river highway.
Fandi and Alfan, two brothers, live in a remote village in the heart of the Sumatran jungle, at once a protected and dangerous place to be a child. Fandi is 12 and Afan is 9. Yes, just 9.
The boys' father, a farmer too busy growing rice to shepherd them to school, offers his sons advice: Row hard and watch for danger.
Along the muddy-brown Kampar river, there are no kindly school crossing guards, no lumbering yellow buses, no lines of parents jockeying for parking space to deposit their little ones, with last-minute reminders of forgotten books and raincoats.
On their hour-long row, the boys negotiate a two-mile commute along a river teeming with giant barges, invisible logs and islands of floating weeds that tangle their oars.
This is no Mississippi. These waters are full of crocodiles and poisonous snakes. Worse is the dreaded bono, a rogue wall of water that rumbles up from the nearby ocean, overturning boats and claiming victims.
The currents are fickle and the boys often must wait an hour after school to catch the right conditions to head home.
One day, villagers crowded around a large net that some fishermen had dragged out of the water. They had caught a 20-foot python. "Sometimes, I'm scared," said an 8-year-old friend of Alfan's who makes a similar trip to another village. "I'm just a boy."
Along the way, the brothers often talk about their day or the games they play at home. But when the rowing gets tough, the boat goes silent. They try to stay near shore but often have to venture out into the open river where the currents are stronger.
So scouts be thankful for what you have, loving parents who take care of you, roof on your head, food in your plate.
How to Treat People
Green & Gold
Some of you probably have outdoor clothing you wear that is made from Polartech or Polarfleece material. The company that makes these materials is called Malden Mills. The owner of the company is a deeply religious man of the Jewish faith named Aaron Feuerstein. On December 31, 1995 his factory caught fire and burned to the ground. The factory employed 3,400 workers and was the main employer for two neighboring towns.
The area once had many mills but most had closed and moved to areas where they could pay people less money to work. Mr. Feuerstein felt that people should be paid a decent wage and so he wouldn't move his factory. The fire occurred on his 70th birthday. The workers believed it was the end of the line for their jobs. Surely Mr. Feuerstein would take the $300 million in insurance money and call it quits
While the smoke was still rising from the charred remains of the fire Mr. Feuerstein called his workers together at a school gymnasium and spoke to them. They were about to discover what kind of man they worked for. He announced that he would not abandon them. He was going to rebuild the factory. He told them that he was keeping all 3,400 of them on the payroll for one month and that each would get a $275 Christmas bonus. Once the factory was rebuilt they would get their jobs back. Grown men wept in the audience as he spoke.
After the first month ended he paid them for another month. After the second month ended he paid them for a third month. It cost him $1.5 million dollars a week to do this. He also paid their hospitalization insurance. His employees responded by salvaging what equipment they could and in temporary buildings got production up to what it was before the fire, while the new factory was being built. Mr. Feuerstein received much praise from around the country but he said he did only what was the moral and right thing to do. He used his money to support his beliefs in God rather than make money his God.
As each of you lives your life try to remember Mr. Feuerstein's example and treat people you encounter with fairness and kindness. You will be amazed at how much better you will be treated in return. Goodnight Gentlemen!
Last man Standing
by Mr. Nishibayashi
Finish the Task
Grand Canyon Crew
At the 1968 Olympics Bob Beamon set a long jump record that many thought would never be broken but eventually it was. A young boxer named George foremen won a gold medal and paraded around the ring with an American flag, instilling pride in many Americans. One athlete named John Stephen Akhwari from Tanzania, a marathon runner, probably made the longest lasting impression on people though. While he was running he stumbled and fell, severely injuring his knee and ankle. After receiving first aid he did what no one expected and he got back in the race. Long after everyone else had finished and left, he limped into the near empty stadium to the cheers of a small crowd that was still there and he finished his final lap. When asked why he continued the race after he was so badly hurt with no chance to win he replied: "My country did not send me 7,000 miles to begin a race - they sent me to finish the race".
Do each of you accept responsibility to finish a task when you start one or do you take the easy way out when the going gets tough? Do you keep your promises when you make them, even the ones you make to yourself? A man who doesn't keep his word will not be respected and will not be trusted. What kind of man does each of you want to be remembered as? Goodnight Gentleman!
Once there was a man who said some things about a friend that were neither true nor complimentary. Afterwards, he felt ashamed and went to his friend and apologized. Still, as he walked around town, he could hear the false words being repeated. Troubled by this, he went to the wisest man in the community.
"How can I undo this terrible wrong that I did", he asked the wise man. The wise man thought for a moment and said, "Bring me a feather pillow." The man did so and quickly returned. "Now go to the hilltop outside of town, slit open the pillowcase, and shake it until all of the feathers are gone." Again, the man quickly did as he was instructed. When he returned to the wise man, the wise man said, "Now go and pick up every single feather and place them all back into the pillowcase." The man replied, "But that's impossible. There is no way that I can find all those feathers and put them back." "Indeed," answered the wise man, "and there is no way to gather back the words that you cast into the air either."
And so it is. Once we speak, we can never gather the words back into the pillowcase. So it is important to think about what we are going to say before we cast our words into the wind.
Climbing the Mountain
From Woodland Tales By Ernest Thompson Seton
Afar in our dry southwestern country is an Indian village, and in the offing is a high mountain, towering up out of the desert. It is considered a great feat to climb this mountain. So that all the boys of the village were eager to attempt it. One day the Chief said; "Now boys you may all go today and try to climb the mountain.
Start right after breakfast, and go each of you as far as you can. Then when you are tired, come back; but let each one bring me a twig from the place where he turned." Away they went full of hope each feeling that he surely could reach the top.
But soon a boy came slowly back, and in his hand he held out to the Chief a leaf of cactus. The Chief smiled and said, "My boy, you did not reach the foot of the mountain, you did not even get across the desert."
Later, a second boy returned. He carried a twig of sagebrush. "Well," said the Chief, "You reached the mountain's foot but you did not climb upward." The next had a cottonwood spray. "Good", said the Chief, "You got up as far as the springs."
Another came later with some buckthorn. The Chief smiled when he saw it and spoke thus: "You were climbing; you were up to the first slide rock." Late in the afternoon, one arrived with a cedar spray, and the old man said, "Well done. You went half way up." An hour afterward, one came with a switch of pine. To him the Chief said, "Good, you went to the third belt; you made it three quarters of the climb."
The sun was low when the last returned. He was a tall, splendid boy of noble character. His hand was empty as he approached the Chief, but his countenance was radiant, and he said: "My father, there were no trees where I got to; there were no twigs, but I saw the shining sea."
Now the old man's face glowed, too, as he said aloud and almost sang: "I knew it. When I looked on your face, I knew it. You have been to the top. You need no twigs for token. It is written in your eyes, and rings in your voice. My boy, you have felt the uplift, you have seen the glory of the mountain."
Oh ye Scouts, keep this in mind, then: the badges that we offer for attainment are not "prizes." Prizes are things of value taken by violence from their rightful owners. These are merely tokens of what you have done or where you have been. They are mere twigs from the trail to show how far you got in climbing the mountain.
Brownies and Trash
James and his friends wanted to go see a movie. The movie had a good plot but knew some of the scenes were not appropriate for their age. They all approached James dad asking his permission to go watch the movie, touting all the good things about the movie, and said that they will ignore the parts that were inappropriate for them. His dad was unable to convenience them…he agreed that tomorrow evening he would take them to the movies.
The next day morning dad called James and his friends, and told them that he was happy that they decided to ignore the scenes that were inappropriate to them and will be going to the movie. He said “Boys I have baked some of your favorite brownies. You want some?” The boys were really excited.
As they approached to eat them, his dad said “You all can eat them, but before you eat, let me tell you that before baking I put a small amount of trash in them from the trash bin. The brownies are all still so good…it is just a small amount of trash. You can have them”. All of them pulled back, nobody wanted those brownies anymore.
So scouts be watchful of what you watch, think, or say…a small amount of trash can spoil your complete good work. So whenever you have a doubt what is good or what is bad, follow the scout oath and law. They will guide you to the right path.
Living What you Believe In
During World War II there was a young man from Virginia named Desmond Doss. He was a member of the Seventh Day Adventist Church and he firmly believed that it was wrong to kill another human. Although he wanted to serve his country, and he had no problem dying for his country, he would not carry a gun or take a life — even to save his own. When Desmond Doss left for boot camp his wife gave him a small bible to carry with him. As his first day in boot camp was ending he did what he always did which was to get down on his knees and pray at his bedside. The other recruits upon seeing this greeted him with a flurry of name-calling and obscenities and threw boots at him in ridicule. His commanding officers were worried that in the heat of battle American lives might be lost because of his unwillingness to use a gun so they made Doss a medic.
Some nine months later his unit was in the Pacific. They had just climbed up a steep cliff onto a plateau when the Japanese opened fire upon them. Dozens of men were killed and wounded in the opening minutes of the battle. The shooting was so intense that the Americans had to pull back, leaving the dead and wounded behind. Everyone who could, escaped back over the cliff, except for one lone medic named Desmond Doss. Under constant enemy fire, Doss treated the wounded that lay atop the cliff. He then fashioned a stretcher, tied ropes to it, and one by one lowered the wounded over the side of the cliff to safety. Doss worked throughout the afternoon and evening treating and lowering the injured soldiers. When Doss finally came over the side of the cliff he had single handedly saved seventy men. Men, who some months earlier had ridiculed him and thrown boots at him as he prayed, now owed their very lives to him.
—Over the next several days, Desmond Doss risked his life again and again to save lives. Sometime later, while treating the wounded on a beach, shrapnel struck him in his legs. As he was being carried to safety, he ordered the men carrying him to put him down and place another man on the stretcher who was in more serious condition. While Doss lay on the ground waiting for another stretcher, a sniper shot him shattering his arm. Rather than risk someone else's safety to help him he tied his shattered arm to a gunstock and crawled 300 yards over rough terrain to an aid station.
After he was in a hospital he discovered that he had lost the bible his wife had given him, somewhere on the battlefield. He sent back word to his fellow soldiers that if they found it to please send it to him. Upon hearing of his lost bible his entire battalion got on their hands and knees and sifted their fingers through sand, mud and water until one of them finally found it. They dried and cleaned it as best they could and sent it to him.—
Desmond Doss spent five full years in hospitals recovering from the injuries he received in the war. He was later awarded the Medal of Honor, the Nation’s highest military award, for his heroism on the battlefield. The Medal of Honor was personally presented to him by President Harry Truman who said during the ceremony, "I would rather have that medal than be the President".
A monument was later erected on the plateau where Doss saved seventy men from death to further honor him. He stayed true to his faith and never carried a gun or took a life.
I hope that each of you has a belief in God and that each of you is as strong in your faith as Desmond Doss was in his. Think about what you say when you recite the Scout Oath/Law and Promise. It is easy to say what we believe, but much harder to live what we believe.
So scouts on this Memorial Day…stand up and give a scout salute to the men women of the armed forces, who have sacrificed their lives so that we could rest in peace in our homes.
A Scout Is Clean
June 11, 2012
(Hold up two cooking pots, one shiny bright on the inside but sooty outside, the other shiny outside and dirty inside)
Scouts, which of these pots would you rather have your food cooked in? Did I hear someone say "Neither one. " That's not a bad answer. We wouldn't have much confidence in a patrol cook who didn't have his pots shiny both inside and out. But if we had to make a choice, we would tell the cook to use the pot that's clean on the inside. The same applies to people.
Most people keep themselves clean on the outside. But how about the inside? Do we try to keep our minds and our language clean? I think that's more important than keeping the outside clean.
A Scout of course, should be clean inside and out. Water, soap, and a toothbrush takes care of the outside.
Only your determination will keep the inside clean. You can do it by following the Scout Law and the example of the people you respect - your parents, your teacher, your clergyman, or a good buddy who is trying to do the same thing.
Safety - Importance of Bike Helmet
June 18, 2012
by Kathy Nishibayashi
Lunch With God
July 23, 2012
A young lad wished to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and he started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old man. He was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons.
The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old man looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie.
He gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. His smile was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer. Again, he smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never shared a word.
As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was, and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old man, and gave him a hug. The old man gave him his biggest smile ever.
When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?
"He replied, "I had lunch with God."
But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? He's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!"
Meanwhile, the old man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked, "Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?" He replied, "I ate Twinkies in the park with God."
However, before his son responded, he added, "You know, he's much younger than I expected."
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally as even the smallest gesture of kindness can change a person's life forever.
Have lunch with God. And thank you all for touching my life.
Good night, Gentlemen.
July 30, 2012
The opening weekend of the Summer Olympics was marked by highs and lows, and the swimming pool had its share of both. One of the highs was set by Dana Volmer. She set a world record by finishing the 100-meter-butterfly in 55.98 seconds and winning the gold medal.
There are many world records set in Olympics…but perhaps the important thing to highlight is that as a teenager she was diagnosed with life-threatening heart conditions that prompted her mom to carry a defibrillator to each of Dana's race.
Dana was a high school Olympic hopeful in Granbury, Texas, when she noticed that her heart rate would not slow down after races. She had to have surgery to correct her quickened heart rate, and when she went to the doctor, they found that she had signs of Long QT Syndrome. It is when you have an electrical circuit in your heart that causes irregular beats.
Long QT syndrome can cause fainting, cardiac arrest and even sudden death. This medical diagnosis would be an immense load for any 15-year-old to carry, but Dana did not let it stop her from getting back into the water.
Her mother carried a portable defibrillator to every meet as a precaution, but Dana kept the medical machine out of sight and out of mind. She even, superstitiously, refused to touch it. "I had never shown symptoms before, so I just forgot about it and acted like there was nothing wrong," says Dana. "My mom was much more worried than I was, she was the one who had to carry around the defibrillator to all of my meets-I never touched the thing."
In her first Olympic appearance at the Athens Olympics in 2004, Dana won a gold medal and set a world record in the 800-meter freestyle relay. And she accomplished all of this with her mother in the stands with the defibrillator-ready to run to her daughter's side at the sign of any complications, but hoping that she would never have the chance to use it.
So scouts if you focus on your goals and put your mind to it nothing is unachievable. Always aim high and as it is said “Give it your best and leave rest to God”. At the end of the day you can answer the question “Did I try hard enough?”
The Power of a Good Turn
August 6, 2012
One day, when Robert was a freshman in high school, he saw this new kid from his class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying every book he had. Robert thought to himself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." He did not give much thought of it…shrugged his shoulders and walked past him.
A few minutes later a bunch of kids ran past me toward Kyle. They purposefully hit himhard knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed face down in the dirt. His glasses went flying and landed in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up with this terrible sadness in his eyes. Robert’s heart went out to him. He turned back and jogged over to him. He was crawling around, looking for his glasses. There were tears in his eyes. Robert handed him his glasses, and said, "Those guys are terrible. They really should get lives." He looked at Robert and said, "Thanks." There was a faint smile on his face, but one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
Robert helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, they lived close by. He said that up until recently he had gone to private school. Robert never hung out with a private school kid, but as they walked home and talked, it stuck to Robert that Kyle was an okay sort of guy. They hung out all weekend and the more Robert got to know Kyle, the more he liked him, and so too did his friends.
Over the next four years, Kyle and Robert became best friends. Kyle was valedictorian of the class and Robert teased him unmercifully about his being a "nerd." Graduation day came and Kyle looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than anyone else, and all the girls loved him.
He was supposed to speak at the graduation and was nervous about his speech.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach…but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I looked at my friend with disbelief as he told of the day we first day we met. Overwhelmed and deeply depressed, he had planned to quit. He spoke of how he had cleaned out his locker, carrying his books home, so his mother and father wouldn't have to do it later. A gasp went through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
As he concluded his speech, he looked at me and smiled. "Thankfully, I was saved. A friend kept me from doing the unspeakable.” Not until that moment did Robert realize the depth and meaning of the small act of kindness and the power of doing a good turn.
So remember scouts, Scout Slogan “Do a Good Turn Daily” is lot more powerful than mere words. It has the power to change someone’s life for good…and you have the power to do it.
August 13, 2012
There were 4 friends walking through a jungle. They found a dead tiger on their way, his bones, flesh and blood all over the place.
They were smart bunch of kids. The first one said “Oh I can put all the bones together and make a complete skeleton”. “Go ahead” said his friends. He got the work and soon all the bones were perfectly joined together.
Then the second boy said “I can put the flesh on him” And off he went work and soon the tiger started looking real.
Third boy said “I can put blood back in his body” And in no time the blood was back in tiger’s body.
Finally the fourth boy said “I can get tiger back to life”. All the three boys warned him not to do so, but he wanted to show-off and did not agree with others. The three said “You can get him to life, once we leave”
So once the three boys left, he put life back into the tiger.
And guess what. As soon as the tiger came to life, first thing he did is…pounced on the boy and soon the boy for tiger’s meal.
So scouts use your intelligence wisely, think through the situation fully. Make wise decisions…sometimes it is better to keep your skills to yourself…and use them at the appropriate time.
We All Will Make a Difference - Which one is the Choice to Make
August 27, 2012
COH @ Shoshonean Park
Have picture of two famous people, one evil and good (for our exercise I had Bin Laden and Albert Einstein). Ask the scouts to write down what is common between them. Then ask them to discuss what they have written with their buddy. Now share those thoughts with the Troop. Some of the things that were shared which were:
- Both were intelligent
- Changed the world
- Had huge followings
- Were smart
- Were outside the box thinkers
The message is both these people were extremely intelligent but used their skills in exactly different ways. One to save the mankind, other to destroy. Similarly each one of you will make a difference in the society around you, maybe a few will change the world in big ways. All of you will make difference in the lives of your friends, siblings, parents, and whoever you will come in contact with. The choice we have to make is what kind of difference will we make.