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Tuesday, September 19, 2006

What God Won't Ask You When You Get To Heaven(:
1. He won't ask what kind of car you drove, He'll ask how many people you drove who didn't have transportation. (:

2. He won't ask the square footage of your house, He'll ask how many people you welcomed into your home. (:

3. He won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet, He'll ask how many you helped clothe.(:

4. He won't ask what your highest salary was, He'll ask if you gave some to help others. (:

5. He won't ask what your job title was, He'll ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability. (:

6. He won't ask how many friends you had, He'll ask how many people to whom you were a friend. (:

7. He won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, He'll ask how you treated your neighbors.(:

8. He won't ask about the color of your skin, He'll ask about the content of your character. (:

These questions really did make me think(: at least for a minute! think about it(:

I must say that today was really great! :D
we started laughing like mad during recess and zeb started shaking her butt! HAHAHA. and stupid eunice keeps making funny faces laaa.so retarded! than esther started calling me rhino.WHY? i dont know.hahhahhaha. and yuemin lets have secret sharing session again! HEE(:

Sunday, September 17, 2006

"What does LOVE mean?"
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
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"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
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"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 haha.. let's smell each other!
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"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
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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."Terri - age 4 orrr just randomly smile.. and everyone thinks you're an idiot =p
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"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."Danny - age 7
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"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
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"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."Noelle - age7
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"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
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"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."Clare - age 6
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"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."Elaine-age 5
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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."Chris - age 7
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"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."Mary Ann - age 4
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"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
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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."Mark - age 6
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"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
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Oh this one's kinda funny -- 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 neighbor 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 neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry.
"What is love to you? I thought what these little kids said were super cute
Was angry for the few days so decided to post theese sweet things to cheer myself upp(:
anyway tagboards is gone, changed to PINK haloscan(:

Monday, September 11, 2006

my blog is not collecting dust la(:
i am going to blog once a month(:I
've found a wonderful story(:
and I want to share it with you(:


hospital window(:

Once there was two men, both was seriously ill :(
they were staying in the same hospital room.
One man was allow to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs, and his bed was beside the room's only window.
But, the other in the room had to spend all his time lying flat on his back.

The two men talked for hours very oftenly.they talked about their families,their home,their job and how they enjoyed their vacations with their famlies before they were in hospital.
Every afternoon, when the men by the bed could sit up, the would spent all his time describing to his roomate about the beatiful things he could see otuside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hourperiods where his world will be broadened and enlived by the activites and the colours of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while the children sailed the boats they made by thmeselves.Young lovers walked arm in arm together, admist of every colourand a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in a distance.

As the man by the window described the wonderful things he could see, he man on the bed would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One day, the man by the bed was describing about a parade that was passing by.Although the man could not hear the band, but he could see it.In his mind's eyeas the man by the window protrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the nurse came in to bring water for their baths and found the lifeless body of the man by the window, he had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and told the hospital attandants tot ake the body away.As soon as it seem appropriate,the other man asked if he could be moved to the bed beside the window.The nurse was happy to make the switch and as soon she made sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, the propped himself up on an elbow to take the first look at the colourful and interesting otuside world.he starined to slowly look at the window beside the bed. But suprisingly, IT FACED A BLANK WALL.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his desceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that he was blind and could not even see the wall at all.
she said," perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."


There is tremendous happiness in making other happy despite our own situations.Share grief is half the sorrow,but when happiness is shared, it is DOUBLED(:
If you want to feel rich,just count all the things you have that money can't buy.
"TODAY IS A GIFT, THAT'S WHY IT IS CALLED A PRESENT(: "


meiyan(: