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From: Tom McConnell <onanian@xxxxxxxxx>
Date: Fri, Mar 13, 2009 at 10:03 AM
Subject: Re: [BKARTS] Fw: Slow Dance (to assist children's cancer)
To: Merike <merike@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>


Sorry folks, but check this one out on Snopes.com.

http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/medical/slowdance.asp

We want so badly for these things to be real, but alas they usually are not.
Tom


On Fri, Mar 13, 2009 at 8:13 AM, Merike <merike@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

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>
>
>
>
>                                 Slow
>                                Dance
>
>
>                                This
>                                is a poem
>                                written by a teenager with cancer.
>
>
>
>                                She wants to
>                                see how many
>                                people get her poem.
>
>
>
>                                It is quite the poem
>                                Please pass it
>                                on.
>
>                                This
>
>                                poem was written by a terminally ill young
> girl in a
>                                New York
>
>                                Hospital .
>
>
>
>                                It was sent
>                                by
>
>                                a medical doctor -
>                                Make sure to read what is in the closing
> statement
>                                AFTER THE
>                                POEM.
>
>
>
>
>                                SLOW DANCE
>
>
>
>                                Have you ever
>                                watched
>                                kids
>
>
>
>                                On a merry-go-round?
>
>
>
>                                Or listened to
>                                the
>                                rain
>
>
>
>                                Slapping on the ground?
>
>
>
>                                Ever followed a
>
>                                butterfly's erratic flight?
>
>
>
>                                Or gazed at the sun into the
>                                fading
>                                night?
>
>
>
>                                You better slow down.
>
>
>
>                                Don't
>                                dance so
>                                fast.
>
>
>
>                                Time is short.
>
>
>
>                                The music
>                                won't
>                                last.
>
>
>
>                                Do you run through each day
>
>
>
>                                On
>                                the
>                                fly?
>
>
>                                When you ask How are you?
>
>
>
>                                Do you hear
>                                the
>                                reply?
>
>
>
>                                When the day is done
>
>
>
>                                Do you lie
>                                in your
>                                bed
>
>
>
>                                With the next hundred chores
>
>
>
>
>                                Running through
>                                your head?
>
>
>
>                                You'd better
>                                slow down
>
>
>
>                                Don't dance so
>                                fast.
>
>
>
>                                Time is
>                                short.
>
>
>
>                                The music won't
>                                last.
>
>
>
>                                Ever told your
>                                child,
>
>
>
>                                We'll do it
>                                tomorrow?
>
>
>
>                                And in your
>                                haste,
>
>
>
>                                Not see
>                                his
>
>                                sorrow?
>
>
>
>                                Ever lost
>                                touch,
>
>
>
>                                Let a good
>                                friendship die
>
>
>
>                                Cause you
>                                never had time
>
>
>
>                                To call
>                                and say,'Hi'
>
>
>
>                                You'd
>                                better slow down.
>
>
>
>                                Don't dance
>                                so fast.
>
>
>
>                                Time
>                                is short.
>
>
>
>                                The music won't
>                                last.
>
>
>
>                                When you run
>                                so fast to get somewhere
>
>
>
>                                You
>                                miss half the fun of getting
>                                there.
>
>
>
>                                When you worry and hurry
>                                through your
>                                day,
>
>
>
>                                It is like an unopened
>                                gift....
>
>
>
>                                Thrown
>                                away.
>
>
>
>                                Life is not a
>                                race.
>
>
>                                Do take it
>                                slower
>
>
>
>                                Hear the
>                                music
>
>
>
>                                Before the song is
>                                over.
>
>
>
>                                ------------
>                                --------
>
>
>
>                                FORWARDED
>                                E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL
>                                COUNT.
>
>
>
>                                Dear All:
>                                PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you
> know -
>                                even to those you don't
>                                know! It is the request of a special girl
> who will soon
>                                leave this world
>                                due to cancer.
>
>
>
>                                This young girl has 6 months left
>                                to live,
>                                and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a
> letter telling everyone to
>
>                                live their life to the fullest, since she
> never will.
>
>
>
>
>                                She'll
>                                never make it to prom, graduate from high
> school,
>                                or get married and have a
>                                family of her own.
>
>
>
>                                By you sending
>                                this to as many people as
>                                possible, you can give her and her family a
>                                little hope, because with every name
>                                that this is sent to, The American
>                                Cancer Society will donate 3 cents per name
>                                to her treatment and recovery
>                                plan. One guy sent this to 500 people! So I
> know
>                                that we can at least send
>                                it to 5 or 6.. It's
>                                not even your money, just
>                                your
>                                time!
>
>
>
>                                PLEASE PASS ON AS A LAST REQUEST.
>
>
>
>                                Dr.
>
>                                Dennis Shields, Professor
>                                Department of Developmental and
>                                Molecular
>                                Biology
>                                1300
>                                Morris Park
>                                Avenue
>                                Bronx , New York
>                                10461
>
>
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gift is yours.

                                    
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