A perfect world

Hi all,

Just wondered what sort of world would we have if everything was changed to make us better

My first idea is no more dust mites that would be perfect and flowers with no pollen that would be cool too

Any other ideas

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There would also be no tobacco smoke or nasty colds and viruses.

Steph xx

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And all those furry animals would have allergy-free fur! The climate would also stay at an ideal temperature, with just the right amount of moisture in the air.

XX Brynne

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Can we make the flowers insect pollinated only, not totally pollen free, because we wouldn't have any food to eat if there was no pollen ! It is wind blown pollen that causes most of the problems, Plants that are insect pollinated produce a lot less pollen.

I would like to have a harmful chemical free world though!

Kate

Bee & plant lover!

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insect and pollen friendly

Yes I agree didnt think it through properly woops

giggles x

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what about havin no oil seed rape cant stand it

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i've got an even better idea.. how about we have no asthma or allergies? then we can enjoy everything!!! especially as mine doesn't seem to be linked very directly to allergies, it just turns up when it feels like it.

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hahah Kate you think of everything.

Justy your idea was by FAR the best though!!

XX Brynne

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Errrr Brynne, LOL LOL

would you like to edit your post?????

( read it through carefully! you will see what I mean! LOL)

Kate

XXX

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OH DEAR!!!! hahahah Kate thanks so much!! LOL

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I have to add that in my asthma-friendly utopic world, we would skip night time altogether as it causes too many breathing problems

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if the world was perfect then The following which came to me as an e-mail would be wonderful.

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled

children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that

would

never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and

its

dedicated staff, he offered a question:

""When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does

is

done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other

children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is

the

natural order of things in my son?""

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. ""I believe,that when a child like Shay,

physically and

mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize

true

human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people

treat

that child.""Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew

were

playing baseball. Shay asked,""Do you think they'll let me play?""

Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like

Shay on

their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed

to

play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some

confidence

to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay

could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and

said,

""We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess

he

can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth

inning.""

Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a

broad

smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his

heart.

The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom

of

the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind

by

three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played

in the

right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously

ecstatic

just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as

his

father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning,

Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the

potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at

bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to

with

the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a

hit was

all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat

properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the

other

team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a

few

steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make

contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The

pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards

Shay.

As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball

right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder

and

could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have

been

out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first

baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and

both

teams started yelling, ""Shay, run to first! Run to first!"" Never in his

life

had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down

the

baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, ""Run to second, run to second!""

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and

struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards

second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their

team,

who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time.

He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he

understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the

ball

high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base

deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, ""Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay""

Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and

turned

him in the direction of third base, and shouted, ""Run to third!

Shay, run to third"" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and

those watching were on their feet were screaming, ""Shay, run home! Shay

ran

to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the

""grand slam"" and won the game for his team.

That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his

face,the

boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity

into

this world.

Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having

never

forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home

and

seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of

jokes

through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to

sending

messages about life choices, people think twice about sharing. The

crude,

vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public

discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and

workplaces.

If you're thinking about forwarding this message,chances are that

you're

probably sorting out the people on your address list that aren't

the""appropriate"" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person

who

sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have

thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the

""natural

order of things."" So many seemingly trivial interactions between two

people

present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and

humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to brighten the day of those

with

us the least able, and leave the world a little bit colder in the

process?

A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's

least

fortunate amongst them.

You now have two choices:

1. Delete

2. Forward

May your day, be a Shay Day,sunny today tomorrow & always!

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My sister wouldnt be severly disabled with epilepsy she cant do anything for herself.

If I had the choice of giving up asthma or make my sister well I would choose my sister millions times over!!!!

This would make my world perfect

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get rid of allergies