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One evening my mother made dinner after a hard day’s work. She put a plate of eggs, salad and burnt toast in front of my father … I immediately noticed, the burnt toast …. And, I was waiting to see if he was going to complain about it, but my father started to eat them, smiling and asked me how I spent my day at school …

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My mom apologized to my dad for the burnt toast. I will never forget his response to her: “Honey, I love burnt toast!” Later when I went to bed and my dad came over to kiss me goodnight, I asked him if he really liked the burnt toast? He hugged me and said, “Your mother has had a difficult day and she is really tired. She went out of her way to prepare this meal for us, why blame her and hurt her.

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Burnt toast never hurt anyone; but words can be very painful! ” We have to know how to appreciate what others do for us, even if it’s not perfect, because it’s the intention to do well that counts, and no one is perfect …

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