One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class who was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running towards him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him...
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.'
'He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before..
He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends...
When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship...
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He 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 I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.
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 just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable...'
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realise it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions...
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
From my mailbox
18th January 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Money
It can buy a House,
But not a Home.
It can buy a Bed,
But not Sleep.
It can buy a Clock,
But not Time.
It can buy you a Book,
But not Knowledge.
It can buy you a Position,
But not Respect.
It can buy you Medicine,
But not Health.
It can buy you Blood,
But not Life.
It can buy you Sex,
But not Love.
So you see Money isn't everything.
I tell you all this because I am your friend,
and as your friend I want to take away your pain and suffering.....
So send me all your money and I will suffer for you.
A truer friend than me, you will never find.
CASH ONLY PLEASE.
from my mailbox
17Dec 2008
But not a Home.
It can buy a Bed,
But not Sleep.
It can buy a Clock,
But not Time.
It can buy you a Book,
But not Knowledge.
It can buy you a Position,
But not Respect.
It can buy you Medicine,
But not Health.
It can buy you Blood,
But not Life.
It can buy you Sex,
But not Love.
So you see Money isn't everything.
I tell you all this because I am your friend,
and as your friend I want to take away your pain and suffering.....
So send me all your money and I will suffer for you.
A truer friend than me, you will never find.
CASH ONLY PLEASE.
from my mailbox
17Dec 2008
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Love
To My Friends Who Are.........SINGLE
Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but it often hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone really worth it. So take your time and choose the best.
To My Friends Who Are..........NOT SO SINGLE
Love isn't about becoming somebody else's 'perfect person'. It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.
To My Friends Who Are..........PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE
Never say 'I love you' if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when all you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall and it works both ways.
To My Friends Who Are..........MARRIED
Love is not about 'it's your fault', but 'I'm sorry'. Not 'where are you', but 'I'm right here'. Not 'how could you', but 'I understand'. Not 'I wish you were', but I'm thankful you are'.
To My Friends Who Are..........ENGAGED
The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other.
To My Friends Who Are..........HEARTBROKEN
Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.
To My Friends Who Are..........NAIVE
How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.
To My Friends Who Are..........POSSESSIVE
It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.
To My Friends Who Are..........AFRAID TO CONFESS
Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.
To My Friends Who Are..........STILL HOLDING ON
A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it. If he isn't worth it now he's not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now. Let go.
TO ALL MY FRIENDS..........
My wish for you is a man/women whose love is honest, strong, mature, never-changing, uplifting, protective, encouraging, rewarding and unselfish.
taken from my mailbox
3rd JAN 2009
Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but it often hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone really worth it. So take your time and choose the best.
To My Friends Who Are..........NOT SO SINGLE
Love isn't about becoming somebody else's 'perfect person'. It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.
To My Friends Who Are..........PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE
Never say 'I love you' if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when all you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall and it works both ways.
To My Friends Who Are..........MARRIED
Love is not about 'it's your fault', but 'I'm sorry'. Not 'where are you', but 'I'm right here'. Not 'how could you', but 'I understand'. Not 'I wish you were', but I'm thankful you are'.
To My Friends Who Are..........ENGAGED
The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other.
To My Friends Who Are..........HEARTBROKEN
Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.
To My Friends Who Are..........NAIVE
How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.
To My Friends Who Are..........POSSESSIVE
It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.
To My Friends Who Are..........AFRAID TO CONFESS
Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.
To My Friends Who Are..........STILL HOLDING ON
A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it. If he isn't worth it now he's not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now. Let go.
TO ALL MY FRIENDS..........
My wish for you is a man/women whose love is honest, strong, mature, never-changing, uplifting, protective, encouraging, rewarding and unselfish.
taken from my mailbox
3rd JAN 2009
God said NO
I asked God to take away my habit.
God said, NO.
It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, NO.
His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary.
I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, NO.
Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; It isn't granted, it is learned.
I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, NO.
I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.
I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, NO.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and bring you closer to me.
I asked God to make my spirit grow
God said NO.
You must grow in your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.
I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, NO.
I will give you life,so that you may enjoy all things.
I asked God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.
God said...ahhhh, finally you have the idea.
This day is yours.
Don't throw it away.
May God bless you.
'To the world you might be one person, but to one person you just might be the world'
Good friends are like stars...
You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.
Don't forget to smell the roses.
from my mailbox, can't remember which date though...
God said, NO.
It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, NO.
His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary.
I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, NO.
Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; It isn't granted, it is learned.
I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, NO.
I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.
I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, NO.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and bring you closer to me.
I asked God to make my spirit grow
God said NO.
You must grow in your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.
I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, NO.
I will give you life,so that you may enjoy all things.
I asked God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.
God said...ahhhh, finally you have the idea.
This day is yours.
Don't throw it away.
May God bless you.
'To the world you might be one person, but to one person you just might be the world'
Good friends are like stars...
You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.
Don't forget to smell the roses.
from my mailbox, can't remember which date though...
Things You Can Never Undo
Dear friends,
I am quite touched by this story. I hope it'll touch your heart the way it did mine.
A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport. As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. She also bought a packet of cookies.
She sat down in an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace...
Beside the armchair where the cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading. When she took out the cookie, the man took one also. She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought: "What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would have punch him for daring!"
For each cookie she took, the man took one too. This was infuriating her but she didn't want to cause a scene.
When only one cookie remained, she thought: "Ah...What this abusive man do now?"Then, the man, taking the last cookie, divided it into half, giving her one half.
Ah! That was too much!
She was much too angry now! In a huff, she took her book, her things and stormed to the boarding place. When she sat down in her seat, inside the plane, she looked into her purse to take her sunglasses, and, to her surprise, her packet of cookies was there, untouched, unopened!
She felt so ashamed! She realised that she was wrong...She had forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse. The man had divided his cookies with her, without feeling angered or bitter...while she had been very angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him. And now there was no chance to explain herself...nor to apologise.
There are four things that you cannot recover:
1. The stone...after the throw!
2. The word...after it's said!
3. The occasion...after the loss!
4. The time...after it's gone!
from my mailbox again
15th Sept 2007
I am quite touched by this story. I hope it'll touch your heart the way it did mine.
A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport. As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. She also bought a packet of cookies.
She sat down in an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace...
Beside the armchair where the cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading. When she took out the cookie, the man took one also. She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought: "What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would have punch him for daring!"
For each cookie she took, the man took one too. This was infuriating her but she didn't want to cause a scene.
When only one cookie remained, she thought: "Ah...What this abusive man do now?"Then, the man, taking the last cookie, divided it into half, giving her one half.
Ah! That was too much!
She was much too angry now! In a huff, she took her book, her things and stormed to the boarding place. When she sat down in her seat, inside the plane, she looked into her purse to take her sunglasses, and, to her surprise, her packet of cookies was there, untouched, unopened!
She felt so ashamed! She realised that she was wrong...She had forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse. The man had divided his cookies with her, without feeling angered or bitter...while she had been very angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him. And now there was no chance to explain herself...nor to apologise.
There are four things that you cannot recover:
1. The stone...after the throw!
2. The word...after it's said!
3. The occasion...after the loss!
4. The time...after it's gone!
from my mailbox again
15th Sept 2007
Laughter, the Best Medicine
The story of Ah Singh and his Friends...
1. A Singh who is a sailor
>Karpal Singh
2. A Singh who attends a Chinese wedding party
>Yam Singh
3. A Singh who is digging a hole
>Manggali Singh
4. A Singh who likes to slap people
>Tau Ba Singh
5. A Singh who is a Gangster
>Sam Singh
6. A Singh who is lost
>Mis Singh
7. A Singh who is noisy
>Bis Singh
8. A Singh who likes herbs
>Gin Singh
9. A Singh who kills people
>Assas Singh
10. A Singh with one ball
>Balwant Singh (Ball One Singh)
11. A Singh with two balls
>Balan Singh (as in balancing)
12. A Singh with three balls
>AMAZING!!
13. A Singh who is swimming in an iced pool
>Kuldip Singh (Cool Deep Sink)
14. A Singh who likes to drink soyabean milk
>Yeoh Hup Singh
15. A Singh that owns a ship that sank
>No la, not Titanic Singh. He's Karam Singh
16. A Singh who was sacked from the national hockey team
>Relax Singh
17. A Singh who is lousy
>Owtar Singh
18. A Singh who likes roundabout
>Pus Singh
19. A Singh who is flying around on a broom
>Sou Pah Singh
20. A Singh who is a three-star general
>Sam Lap Singh (Cantonese)
21. If the Sikhs were to succeed in forming their own country, what will they call their currency?
>Mata Wang Ah Singh
22. Then, what do you call a Singh who likes to scold people?
>Tiew Nia Singh
This is just for laughs, and has strictly nothing to do with the living or the dead.
From my mailbox
16 Sept 2007
1. A Singh who is a sailor
>Karpal Singh
2. A Singh who attends a Chinese wedding party
>Yam Singh
3. A Singh who is digging a hole
>Manggali Singh
4. A Singh who likes to slap people
>Tau Ba Singh
5. A Singh who is a Gangster
>Sam Singh
6. A Singh who is lost
>Mis Singh
7. A Singh who is noisy
>Bis Singh
8. A Singh who likes herbs
>Gin Singh
9. A Singh who kills people
>Assas Singh
10. A Singh with one ball
>Balwant Singh (Ball One Singh)
11. A Singh with two balls
>Balan Singh (as in balancing)
12. A Singh with three balls
>AMAZING!!
13. A Singh who is swimming in an iced pool
>Kuldip Singh (Cool Deep Sink)
14. A Singh who likes to drink soyabean milk
>Yeoh Hup Singh
15. A Singh that owns a ship that sank
>No la, not Titanic Singh. He's Karam Singh
16. A Singh who was sacked from the national hockey team
>Relax Singh
17. A Singh who is lousy
>Owtar Singh
18. A Singh who likes roundabout
>Pus Singh
19. A Singh who is flying around on a broom
>Sou Pah Singh
20. A Singh who is a three-star general
>Sam Lap Singh (Cantonese)
21. If the Sikhs were to succeed in forming their own country, what will they call their currency?
>Mata Wang Ah Singh
22. Then, what do you call a Singh who likes to scold people?
>Tiew Nia Singh
This is just for laughs, and has strictly nothing to do with the living or the dead.
From my mailbox
16 Sept 2007
Child Prodigy
At the prodding of my friends, I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Hondorf. I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines, Iowa. I've always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons - something I've done for over 30 years. Over the years I found that children have many levels of musical ability. I've never had the pleasure of having a prodigy though I have taught some talented students.
However I've also had my share of what I call "musically challenged" pupils. One such student was Robby. Robby was 11 years old whem his mother (a single Mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys!) begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby.
But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dreams to hear him play the piano. So I took him as a student. Well, Robby began his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought is was a hopeless endeavour. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I require all my students to learn.
Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lessons he'd always say, "My mom's going to hear me play someday." But it seemed hopeless. He just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in.
Then one day Robby stopped coming to our lessons. I thought about calling him but assumed because of his lack of ability, that he had decided to pursue something else. I also was glad that he stopped coming. He was a bad advertisement for my teaching!
Several weeks later I mailed to the student's homes a flyer on the upcoming recital. To my surprise Robby (who received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and bacause he had dropped out he really did not qualify. He said that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing "Miss Hondorf I've just got to play!" he insisted.
I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital. Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside of me saying that it would be all right. The night for the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. I put Robby up last in the program before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he would do would come up at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my "curtain closer".
Well, the recital went off without a hitch. The students had been practicing and it showed. Teh Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he'd run an eggbeater through it. "Why didn't he dress up like the other students?" I thought. "Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?"
Robby pulled out the piano bench and he began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart's #21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo. From allegro to virtuoso. His suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent!
Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people his age. After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo and everyone was on their feet in wild applause.
Overcome and in tears I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. "I've never heard you play like that Robby! How'd you do it?" Through the microphone Robby explained: "Well Miss Hondorf. Remember I told you my Mom was sick? Well, actually she had cancer and passed away this morning. And well...She was born deaf so tonight was the fisrt time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special."
There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.
No, I've never had a prodigy but that night I had become a prodigy...Of Robby's. He was the teacher and I was the pupil for it is he that taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don't know why.
Robby was killed in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April of 1995, where he was reportedly ... playing the piano.
taken from my mailbox
9th March 2008
However I've also had my share of what I call "musically challenged" pupils. One such student was Robby. Robby was 11 years old whem his mother (a single Mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys!) begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby.
But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dreams to hear him play the piano. So I took him as a student. Well, Robby began his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought is was a hopeless endeavour. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I require all my students to learn.
Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lessons he'd always say, "My mom's going to hear me play someday." But it seemed hopeless. He just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in.
Then one day Robby stopped coming to our lessons. I thought about calling him but assumed because of his lack of ability, that he had decided to pursue something else. I also was glad that he stopped coming. He was a bad advertisement for my teaching!
Several weeks later I mailed to the student's homes a flyer on the upcoming recital. To my surprise Robby (who received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and bacause he had dropped out he really did not qualify. He said that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing "Miss Hondorf I've just got to play!" he insisted.
I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital. Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside of me saying that it would be all right. The night for the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. I put Robby up last in the program before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he would do would come up at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my "curtain closer".
Well, the recital went off without a hitch. The students had been practicing and it showed. Teh Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he'd run an eggbeater through it. "Why didn't he dress up like the other students?" I thought. "Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?"
Robby pulled out the piano bench and he began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart's #21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo. From allegro to virtuoso. His suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent!
Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people his age. After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo and everyone was on their feet in wild applause.
Overcome and in tears I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. "I've never heard you play like that Robby! How'd you do it?" Through the microphone Robby explained: "Well Miss Hondorf. Remember I told you my Mom was sick? Well, actually she had cancer and passed away this morning. And well...She was born deaf so tonight was the fisrt time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special."
There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.
No, I've never had a prodigy but that night I had become a prodigy...Of Robby's. He was the teacher and I was the pupil for it is he that taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don't know why.
Robby was killed in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April of 1995, where he was reportedly ... playing the piano.
taken from my mailbox
9th March 2008
Laughter, the Best Medicine
Ah Beng bought a new mobile.
He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book & said,
'My Mobile No. Has changed. Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610'
Ah Beng: I am a Proud, coz my son is in Medical College.
Friend: Really, what is he studying.
Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are studying him.
Ah Beng: Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.
DR: Take this tablet, you will be ok.
Ah Beng: Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.
Ah Beng: If I die, will u remarry?
Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?
Ah Beng: No, I'll also stay with your sister.
Ah Beng: People consider me as a 'GOD'
Wife: How do you know??
Ah Beng: When I went to the Park today, everybody said,
Oh GOD! U have come again.
Ah Beng complained to the police: 'Sir, all items are missing,
except the TV in my house.'
Police: 'How the thief did not take TV?'
Ah Beng: 'I was watching TV news...'
Ah Beng comes back 2 his car & find a note saying 'Parking Fine'
He Writes a note and sticks it to a pole 'Thanks for compliment.'
How do you recognize Ah Beng in School?
He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases
the board.
Once A Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other.
So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast
announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would
be hot.
Ah Beng in a bar and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and
Says 'Hello, how did you know I was here?'
Ah Beng: Why are all these people running?
Man - This is a race, the winner will get the cup
Ah Beng - If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?
Teacher: 'I killed a person' convert this sentence into future tense
Ah Beng: The future tense is 'u will go to jail'
Ah Beng told his servant: 'Go and water the plants!'
Servant: 'It's already raining.'
Ah Beng: 'So what? Take an umbrella and go.'
A man asked Ah Beng why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the Evening and not
in the morning. Ah Beng replied Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM
taken from my mailbox
24th June 2008
He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book & said,
'My Mobile No. Has changed. Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610'
Ah Beng: I am a Proud, coz my son is in Medical College.
Friend: Really, what is he studying.
Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are studying him.
Ah Beng: Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.
DR: Take this tablet, you will be ok.
Ah Beng: Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.
Ah Beng: If I die, will u remarry?
Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?
Ah Beng: No, I'll also stay with your sister.
Ah Beng: People consider me as a 'GOD'
Wife: How do you know??
Ah Beng: When I went to the Park today, everybody said,
Oh GOD! U have come again.
Ah Beng complained to the police: 'Sir, all items are missing,
except the TV in my house.'
Police: 'How the thief did not take TV?'
Ah Beng: 'I was watching TV news...'
Ah Beng comes back 2 his car & find a note saying 'Parking Fine'
He Writes a note and sticks it to a pole 'Thanks for compliment.'
How do you recognize Ah Beng in School?
He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases
the board.
Once A Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other.
So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast
announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would
be hot.
Ah Beng in a bar and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and
Says 'Hello, how did you know I was here?'
Ah Beng: Why are all these people running?
Man - This is a race, the winner will get the cup
Ah Beng - If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?
Teacher: 'I killed a person' convert this sentence into future tense
Ah Beng: The future tense is 'u will go to jail'
Ah Beng told his servant: 'Go and water the plants!'
Servant: 'It's already raining.'
Ah Beng: 'So what? Take an umbrella and go.'
A man asked Ah Beng why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the Evening and not
in the morning. Ah Beng replied Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM
taken from my mailbox
24th June 2008
Never Regret a Day in your Life
One day I decided to quit...
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality...
I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
'God,' I said, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?'
His answer surprised me...
'Look around,' He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?'
'Yes,' I replied. 'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light . I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quite on the bamboo.
In the second year, the fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.'
He said. 'In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.
In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit,' He said.
'Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...
But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.'
He said to me, 'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots.'
'I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.'
'Don't compare yourself to others,' He said, 'The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet, they both make the forest beautiful.'
'Your time will come,' God said to me. 'You will rise high!'
'How high should I rise?' I asked.
'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return.
'As high as it can?' I questioned.
'Yes,' He said, 'Give me the glory by rising as high as you can.'
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you. Never regret a day in your life.
Good days give you happiness;
Bad days give you experiences;
Both are essential to life.
Keep going...
taken from mailbox
4th Aug 2008
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality...
I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
'God,' I said, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?'
His answer surprised me...
'Look around,' He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?'
'Yes,' I replied. 'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light . I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quite on the bamboo.
In the second year, the fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.'
He said. 'In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.
In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit,' He said.
'Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...
But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.'
He said to me, 'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots.'
'I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.'
'Don't compare yourself to others,' He said, 'The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet, they both make the forest beautiful.'
'Your time will come,' God said to me. 'You will rise high!'
'How high should I rise?' I asked.
'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return.
'As high as it can?' I questioned.
'Yes,' He said, 'Give me the glory by rising as high as you can.'
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you. Never regret a day in your life.
Good days give you happiness;
Bad days give you experiences;
Both are essential to life.
Keep going...
taken from mailbox
4th Aug 2008
What love is to kids
What LOVE means to age 4 to 8 year old children..
Touching words from the mouth of little girls and boys..
What does LOVE mean?
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,
'What does love mean?'
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
'When my Grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my Grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his Hands got arthritis too. That's love.'
Rebecca - age 8
'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'
Billy - age 4
'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'
Karl - age 5
'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'
Chrissy - age 6
'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'
Terri - age 4
'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to makes sure the taste is OK.'
Danny - age 7
'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.'
Emily - age 8
'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.'
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.'
Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)
'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'
Noelle - age 7
'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.'
Tommy - age 6
'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'
Cindy - age 8
'My Mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'
Clare - age 6
'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken,'
Elaine - age 5
'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'
Chris - age 7
'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'
Mary Ann - age 4
'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'
Lauren - age 4
'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.'
(what an image)
Karen - age 7
'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'
Mark - age 6
'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'
Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said,
'Nothing, I just helped him cry.'
Bless all of my friends in whatever it is you may be needing this day! And may your lives be full of peace, prosperity, and most of all LOVE.
from my mailbox
22nd Apr 2008
Touching words from the mouth of little girls and boys..
What does LOVE mean?
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,
'What does love mean?'
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
'When my Grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my Grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his Hands got arthritis too. That's love.'
Rebecca - age 8
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'
Billy - age 4
'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'
Karl - age 5
'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'
Chrissy - age 6
'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'
Terri - age 4
'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to makes sure the taste is OK.'
Danny - age 7
'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.'
Emily - age 8
'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.'
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.'
Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)
'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'
Noelle - age 7
'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.'
Tommy - age 6
'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'
Cindy - age 8
'My Mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'
Clare - age 6
'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken,'
Elaine - age 5
'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'
Chris - age 7
'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'
Mary Ann - age 4
'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'
Lauren - age 4
'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.'
(what an image)
Karen - age 7
'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'
Mark - age 6
'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'
Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said,
'Nothing, I just helped him cry.'
Bless all of my friends in whatever it is you may be needing this day! And may your lives be full of peace, prosperity, and most of all LOVE.
from my mailbox
22nd Apr 2008
FAMILY
I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?
So what is behind the story?
Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
taken from my mailbox
22nd Apr 2008
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?
So what is behind the story?
Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
taken from my mailbox
22nd Apr 2008
The person who came up with this is brilliant! Just by rearranging the original word, it produces a synonym of the first! Check this out!
DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM
PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER
ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER
DESPERATION: When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT
THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE
GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE
THE MORSE CODE :
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS
SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME
ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT
A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
IM A DOT IN PLACE
THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE
ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE
AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:
MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER
from my mailbox
24th Nov 2008
DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM
PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER
ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER
DESPERATION: When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT
THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE
GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE
THE MORSE CODE :
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS
SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME
ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT
A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
IM A DOT IN PLACE
THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE
ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE
AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:
MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER
from my mailbox
24th Nov 2008
Did I Marry The Right Person?
Those who are still single may learn something from here...
Those who are already married may take it as a guideline to improve your marriage & and; relationship ...
DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?
During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question. She said, 'How do I know if I married the right person?'
I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, 'It depends. Is that your husband?'
In all seriousness, she answered 'How do you know?'
Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind.
Here's the answer.
EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse / partner .
You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies (unconventional behavior/habit).
Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience.
You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called 'falling' in love... Because it's happening TO YOU.
People in love sometimes say, 'I was swept of my feet.' Think about the imagery of that __expression.
It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU.
Falling in love is easy.
It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage,
The euphoria (excitement) of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship.
Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all),
Touch is not always welcome (when it happens),
And your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts.
The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage,
You will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love
And a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.
At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, 'Did I marry the right person?'
And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had,
You may begin to desire that experience with someone else.
This is when marriages breakdown.
People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.
Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious.
But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.
But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it.
I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else.
You could.
And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later.
Because (listen carefully to this):
THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON;
IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.
SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't 'find' LASTING love.
You have to 'make' it day in and day out. That's why we have the __expression 'the labor of love.'
Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM.
You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.
Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery.
There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.
Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships.
Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger,
Certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger.
It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws,
The results are predictable... You can 'make' love.
Love in marriage is indeed a 'decision'... Not just a feeling.
Remember this always:
'God determines who walks into your life.
It is up to you to decide who you let walk away,
Who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.'
taken from my mailbox
28th Nov 2008
Those who are already married may take it as a guideline to improve your marriage & and; relationship ...
DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?
During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question. She said, 'How do I know if I married the right person?'
I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, 'It depends. Is that your husband?'
In all seriousness, she answered 'How do you know?'
Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind.
Here's the answer.
EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse / partner .
You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies (unconventional behavior/habit).
Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience.
You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called 'falling' in love... Because it's happening TO YOU.
People in love sometimes say, 'I was swept of my feet.' Think about the imagery of that __expression.
It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU.
Falling in love is easy.
It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage,
The euphoria (excitement) of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship.
Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all),
Touch is not always welcome (when it happens),
And your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts.
The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage,
You will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love
And a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.
At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, 'Did I marry the right person?'
And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had,
You may begin to desire that experience with someone else.
This is when marriages breakdown.
People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.
Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious.
But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.
But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it.
I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else.
You could.
And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later.
Because (listen carefully to this):
THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON;
IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.
SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't 'find' LASTING love.
You have to 'make' it day in and day out. That's why we have the __expression 'the labor of love.'
Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM.
You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.
Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery.
There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.
Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships.
Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger,
Certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger.
It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws,
The results are predictable... You can 'make' love.
Love in marriage is indeed a 'decision'... Not just a feeling.
Remember this always:
'God determines who walks into your life.
It is up to you to decide who you let walk away,
Who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.'
taken from my mailbox
28th Nov 2008
Meaningful sentences
1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
我愛你不是因為你是誰，而是我在你面前可以是誰。
2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.
沒有男人或女人是值得你為他流眼淚，值得的那一位，不會要你哭。
3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
那人不是你所想般愛你，但不代表那人不是全心全意地愛你。
4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.
一個真正的朋友是向著你伸手，觸動你心靈的人。
5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.
掛念一個人最差的方式，就是你坐在他身旁，而知道你不能擁有他。
6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
就算你不快樂也不要皺眉，因為你永不知道誰會愛上你的笑容。
7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
在世界裡你可能只是某人，但對某人你可能是全世界。
8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.
不要花時間在一個不會花時間在你身上的人。
9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.
可能神要我們在遇到那位對的人之前先遇上一些錯的人，讓我們遇到那位對先生/對小姐時懂得珍惜。
10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
不要因為完結而哭，要為曾經發生而微笑。
11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.
這個世界永遠也會有一些傷害你的人，你要做的就是繼續去信人和小心你下次信的人。
12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.
在你嘗試了解其他人和盼望其他人明白你之前，先把你自己變成一個更好的人和了解你自己。
13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.
不要太努力去找，最好的東西是在你最預計不到的時候出現。
REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON.
緊記: 所有事也是因果循環的。
Being happy is the priority of living,
If u wanna be sad,
Be sad 4 something that's worth it.
珍惜你所擁有的，慶幸所曾發生的。
from my mailbox
16th Oct 2008
我愛你不是因為你是誰，而是我在你面前可以是誰。
2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.
沒有男人或女人是值得你為他流眼淚，值得的那一位，不會要你哭。
3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
那人不是你所想般愛你，但不代表那人不是全心全意地愛你。
4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.
一個真正的朋友是向著你伸手，觸動你心靈的人。
5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.
掛念一個人最差的方式，就是你坐在他身旁，而知道你不能擁有他。
6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
就算你不快樂也不要皺眉，因為你永不知道誰會愛上你的笑容。
7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
在世界裡你可能只是某人，但對某人你可能是全世界。
8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.
不要花時間在一個不會花時間在你身上的人。
9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.
可能神要我們在遇到那位對的人之前先遇上一些錯的人，讓我們遇到那位對先生/對小姐時懂得珍惜。
10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
不要因為完結而哭，要為曾經發生而微笑。
11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.
這個世界永遠也會有一些傷害你的人，你要做的就是繼續去信人和小心你下次信的人。
12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.
在你嘗試了解其他人和盼望其他人明白你之前，先把你自己變成一個更好的人和了解你自己。
13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.
不要太努力去找，最好的東西是在你最預計不到的時候出現。
REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON.
緊記: 所有事也是因果循環的。
Being happy is the priority of living,
If u wanna be sad,
Be sad 4 something that's worth it.
珍惜你所擁有的，慶幸所曾發生的。
from my mailbox
16th Oct 2008
Friday, January 2, 2009
Why are we working so hard?
Want to know why you are working so hard?
On the very first day of the world, God created the cow.
He said to the cow:
'Ah Ngau (cow), today I have created you.
Your job is to go to the field with the farmer all day long.
You will provide the energy to pull things.
You will also provide milk for people to drink.
You are to work all day under the sun.
In return, you will only eat grass.
For that, you will have a life span of 50 years.'
Ah Ngau objected.
'What?? I have to work all day in the sun and I only get to eat grass??
On top of that, I have to give my milk away!
This is tough and you want me to live 50 years??
I'll take 20 and you can have the remaining 30 years back!!'
God agreed.
On the next day, God created the dog.
He said to the dog:
'Ah Kow (dog), I have created you for a purpose.
You are to sit all day by the door of your master's house.
Should anyone come in, you are to bark at them.
In return, you will eat your master's leftovers.
I'll give you a life span of 20 years.'
Ah Kow objected.
'What??
I have to sit by the door all day and will need to bark at people, and what do I get??
LEFTOVERS!!!
This isn't right, I'll take 10 and you can have the remaining 10 years back!'
God agreed again.
On the third day, God created the monkey.
He said to the monkey:
'Mah Lao (monkey), your job is to entertain people.
You will make them laugh, act stupid and make faces.
You will also do somersaults and swing on trees to amaze them.
In return, you will get to eat bananas and peanuts.
For that, I'll give you 20 years to live.'
Naturally the monkey objected.
'This is ridiculuos, I've got to make faces and make people laugh, let's not even come to the part about the trees and somersaults.
Tell you what, I'll give 10 years of my life to thank you for my existence and I'll take 10.
What do you think?'
God agreed again.
On the fourth day, God created humans.
God said to the man:
'You are my best piece of work, for that, you will only need to sleep, eat, sleep, play, eat, sleep again and do nothing else. You will get to eat all the best things and play with the best toys.
All you need to do is enjoy your life. For this kind of life, I'll Give you 20 years.'
Just like the rest, the man objected.
'What, all I need to do is relax and enjoy myself and I have only 20 years to live?
Tell you what, you've 30 years back from Ah Ngau, 10 years from Ah Kow and another 10 from Mah Lao and you probably don't know what to do with all those lives. Why not I take them all and I'll have 70 years to live?'
God being such good-natured, agreed with a smile.....
AND THAT IS WHY.....
We eat, sleep, play and enjoy for the first 20 years of our lives when we are growing up.
Work like a cow for the next 30 years to raise our family.
Sit outside the door and bark at people for the next 20 when we are retired.
And finally, we make faces and perform monkey tricks to entertain our grandchildren for the final 10 years.
taken from my mailbox
29th Oct 2008
On the very first day of the world, God created the cow.
He said to the cow:
'Ah Ngau (cow), today I have created you.
Your job is to go to the field with the farmer all day long.
You will provide the energy to pull things.
You will also provide milk for people to drink.
You are to work all day under the sun.
In return, you will only eat grass.
For that, you will have a life span of 50 years.'
Ah Ngau objected.
'What?? I have to work all day in the sun and I only get to eat grass??
On top of that, I have to give my milk away!
This is tough and you want me to live 50 years??
I'll take 20 and you can have the remaining 30 years back!!'
God agreed.
On the next day, God created the dog.
He said to the dog:
'Ah Kow (dog), I have created you for a purpose.
You are to sit all day by the door of your master's house.
Should anyone come in, you are to bark at them.
In return, you will eat your master's leftovers.
I'll give you a life span of 20 years.'
Ah Kow objected.
'What??
I have to sit by the door all day and will need to bark at people, and what do I get??
LEFTOVERS!!!
This isn't right, I'll take 10 and you can have the remaining 10 years back!'
God agreed again.
On the third day, God created the monkey.
He said to the monkey:
'Mah Lao (monkey), your job is to entertain people.
You will make them laugh, act stupid and make faces.
You will also do somersaults and swing on trees to amaze them.
In return, you will get to eat bananas and peanuts.
For that, I'll give you 20 years to live.'
Naturally the monkey objected.
'This is ridiculuos, I've got to make faces and make people laugh, let's not even come to the part about the trees and somersaults.
Tell you what, I'll give 10 years of my life to thank you for my existence and I'll take 10.
What do you think?'
God agreed again.
On the fourth day, God created humans.
God said to the man:
'You are my best piece of work, for that, you will only need to sleep, eat, sleep, play, eat, sleep again and do nothing else. You will get to eat all the best things and play with the best toys.
All you need to do is enjoy your life. For this kind of life, I'll Give you 20 years.'
Just like the rest, the man objected.
'What, all I need to do is relax and enjoy myself and I have only 20 years to live?
Tell you what, you've 30 years back from Ah Ngau, 10 years from Ah Kow and another 10 from Mah Lao and you probably don't know what to do with all those lives. Why not I take them all and I'll have 70 years to live?'
God being such good-natured, agreed with a smile.....
AND THAT IS WHY.....
We eat, sleep, play and enjoy for the first 20 years of our lives when we are growing up.
Work like a cow for the next 30 years to raise our family.
Sit outside the door and bark at people for the next 20 when we are retired.
And finally, we make faces and perform monkey tricks to entertain our grandchildren for the final 10 years.
taken from my mailbox
29th Oct 2008
There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.
She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend. He asked her,' Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'
The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them for the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.
Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:
'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'
This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
Life is a Gift
Today before you say an unkind word
- Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food
- Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife
- Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
Today before you complain about life
- Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before you complain about your children
- Think of someone who desires children but they're barren
Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep
- Think of the people who are living in the streets.
Before whining about the distance you drive
- Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job
- Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wished they had your job.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another
- Remember that not one of us is without sin.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down
- Put a smile on your face and think: you're alive and still around.
taken from my email
21 Nov 2008
She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend. He asked her,' Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'
The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them for the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.
Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:
'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'
This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
Life is a Gift
Today before you say an unkind word
- Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food
- Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife
- Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
Today before you complain about life
- Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before you complain about your children
- Think of someone who desires children but they're barren
Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep
- Think of the people who are living in the streets.
Before whining about the distance you drive
- Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job
- Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wished they had your job.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another
- Remember that not one of us is without sin.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down
- Put a smile on your face and think: you're alive and still around.
taken from my email
21 Nov 2008
I Wish You Enough
Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'.
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'.
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?'.
'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?'.
'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying goodbye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?'.
She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish enough happiness to keep you spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final goodbye.
The she began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE....
To all my friends and loved ones,
I WISH YOU ENOUGH
Taken from my mailbox
29 Nov 2008
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'.
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'.
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?'.
'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?'.
'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying goodbye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?'.
She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish enough happiness to keep you spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final goodbye.
The she began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE....
To all my friends and loved ones,
I WISH YOU ENOUGH
Taken from my mailbox
29 Nov 2008
Just a poem from somewhere
Written with a pen
Sealed with a kiss
If you're my friend
Please answer this
Are we friends
Or are we not
You told me once
But i forgot
So tell me now
And tell me true
So I can say
I'm here for you
Of all the friends
I've ever met
You are the one
I won't forget
If I die
Before you do
I'll go to heaven
And wait for you
If you're not there
On judgement day
I'll know you went
The other way
I'll give the angels
Back their wings
And risk the loss
Of everything
Just to prove
That my friendship is true
I'll go to hell
To be with you
Sealed with a kiss
If you're my friend
Please answer this
Are we friends
Or are we not
You told me once
But i forgot
So tell me now
And tell me true
So I can say
I'm here for you
Of all the friends
I've ever met
You are the one
I won't forget
If I die
Before you do
I'll go to heaven
And wait for you
If you're not there
On judgement day
I'll know you went
The other way
I'll give the angels
Back their wings
And risk the loss
Of everything
Just to prove
That my friendship is true
I'll go to hell
To be with you
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