Giving When it Counts

From my mail, I got this article about the selfless act of a child.
As we grow up, we hungrily acquire knowledge.
Sadly, our innocence is being replaced by selfishness.
Our interest is the upmost concern.
Let’s get back to our inner child.

I got to know a little girl who was suffering from a rare & serious disease.
Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness.
The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister.

I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save her.”
As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the colour returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded.

He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".

Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor.
He thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.

The Cleaning Lady

A great lesson of life from my mail.
Everyone is significant.

My professor had given us a pop quiz.

I had breezed through the questions until the last,
"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"

Surely this was some kind of joke.

I had seen the cleaning woman several times.

She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name?

I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank.

Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely," said the professor, "In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say "Hello."

I've never forgotten that lesson.

I also learned her name was Dorothy.

Hundred Percent

Another interesting article from my mail.

A boy and a girl were playing together. The boy had a collection of marbles. The girl had some sweets with her. The boy told the girl that he will give her all his marbles in exchange for her sweets. The girl agreed.

The boy kept the biggest and the most beautiful marble aside and gave the rest to the girl. The girl gave him all her sweets as she had promised.

That night, the girl slept peacefully. But the boy couldn't sleep as he kept wondering if the girl had hidden some sweets from him the way he had hidden his best marble.

Moral of the story:
If you don't give your hundred percent in a relationship,
you'll always keep doubting if the other person
has given his/her hundred percent

"It’s Nice To Be An Important Person .
But, It Is More Important To Be A Nice Person."

Thanking The Moon

An important lesson I learn from my mail.

Which is more important?

Sun or Moon?

An old man once said, “Moon is much more important. It’s because moon shine at night, when we truly need light but sun shine in the morning, when it’s already bright.”

You may be laughing at that man’s foolishness, but weren’t we as silly as him?

There is someone in your life that is continuously taking care of us, and yet we didn’t feel a thing, but when a stranger did the same to us, we will feel that he/she is a kind.

Our parents and spouse keep on sacrificing, and we took it for granted.

He/she may be a bother, however when a stranger did the same, we are surprised and touched.
Aren’t we as silly as the old man?

There was once a girl that ran away from home after an argument with her mother.
She made a resolve not to head back.
The whole day, she walks aimlessly.
As time passes, her stomach is growling.
Unfortunately, she forgot to bring money out in the haste.
Due to pride, she refused to go back.
When night falls, she passes by a noodle stall.
She is praying to have a bowl of noodles.

Suddenly, the boss asked, “Do you want some noodles?”
Sheepishly, she answered, “Yes, but I don't have cash.”
The boss laughed and said, “Don’t worry, have a seat.”
The girl can’t believe her ears.
Happily, she sat down and finish up the noodles in no time.
She thanked the boss and said, “You are a kind man.”
The boss answered, “Huh? Why?”
The girl answered, “We don’t know each other and yet you treat me well. Not like my mother, she doesn’t understand what I am thinking, it’s frustrating.”
The boss laughed and answered, “Girl, I only offered you a bowl of noodle and you are deeply touched. Your mother had cooked for you for more than 20 years, doesn’t she deserve more appreciation from you?”

The girl was shocked and she quickly ran home.
She saw her mother’s worried face, looking around, searching.
The girl was crushed.
Before she managed to apologize, her mother said, “Where had you been? You gave me a scare. Come on in. Wash your hand and have your dinner.”
At that moment, the girl truly felt her mother’s love.

The sun is always there, and yet people forgot that the sun gives us light.
It is like when our kin that always around us, we tend to forgot the warmth they spread.

A person who is taken care well, will not be grateful, because he/she thinks it’s already bright, wasn’t the sun being excessive?

The Wise Professor

An extract from my mail. Enjoy.

A professor stood before his philosophy class.
He wordlessly picked up a large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.

He then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.

Next, he picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded with a unanimous 'Yes.'

The professor then produced two cups of coffee and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.

'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things.
Your family, children, health, friends and passions.
If everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house and car.
The sand is everything else, the small stuff.
If you put the sand into the jar first, there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children.
Spend time with your parents.
Visit with grandparents.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse out to dinner.
There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.
Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand.'

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled and said, 'I'm glad you asked. The coffee just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'

The Obstacle In Our Path

A great lesson from my mail.

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway.
Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock.
Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables.
Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road.
After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.
After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been.
The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.
The peasant learned what many of us never understand.

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.

Nail In the Fence

This is an interesting article that I extract from an e-mail.
Do appreciate the meaning of the article.

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.

His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail to the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.

Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.

He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally, the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all.

He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by hand and led him to the fence.

He said, “You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say, ‘I am sorry’, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.”

Friends and family are very rare jewels, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.

They lend an ear and a shoulder.

They share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Show them how much you care.

FAMILY

When a stranger ask for help,
I will drop down everything,
And say, “Sure, how may I help you?”

When a friend ask for help,
I will say, “Sure, give me a second.”

When a kin ask for help,
I will grunt and say, “What? Can’t you do it yourself?”

We usually are polite to strangers,
Using common courtesy,

We took friends for granted,
But we never went overboard,

But how do we treat our loved ones?
Young and old,
We seem to abuse them.

We seldom realize,
How harshly we spoke to our family,
How tears that had filled their eyes,

By this time,
I felt very small,

How I wish I could muster enough courage,
To kneel down,
And apologize,
But every single time,
My pride gets in the way,
I don’t even utter a word of sorry,
And yet,
They love me anyway,
And I love them.

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)FATHER (A)AND (M)MOTHER (I) (L)LOVE (Y)YOU

Kids Think Quick

I get these jokes from an e-mail.
It must be frustrating to be an adult with a bunch of smart kids.
Being an aunt with two smart nephews, these are déjà-vu.
Thus I had made up my mind not to be a teacher no matter how noble the profession is. My sanity is at stake.
Enjoy.

TEACHER : Maria, go to the map and find North America.
MARIA : Here it is!
TEACHER : Correct. Now class, who discovered America?
CLASS : Maria!

TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN : You told me to do it without using tables!

TEACHER : Glenn, how do you spell "crocodile?"
GLENN : K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L.
TEACHER : No, that's wrong.
GLENN : Maybe it s wrong, but you asked me how I spell it!

TEACHER : Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD : H I J K L M N O!
TEACHER : What are you talking about?
DONALD : Yesterday you said it's H to O!

TEACHER : Millie, give me a sentence starting with "I."
MILLIE : I is...
TEACHER : No, Millie..... Always say, "I am."
MILLIE : All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."

TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?"
LOUIS : Because George still had the axe in his hand.

TEACHER : Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON : No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.

TEACHER : Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD : A teacher.

I Wish You Enough

In life,
Friends come and go,
No matter how much effort we contributed,
No matter how much laughters and tears we shared,
No matter how many punishments from our crazy ideas,
We teased life,
We cheated death,
Without the burden of the world,
Till the day,
Our chosen paths start to bring us apart,
Further away,
This is when we exchange goodbyes.
Our next meeting,
Might be in an hour,
A day,
A year,
Or till the day I die,
I may not see you again.

I had nothing for you,
To get you ready for the challenges ahead,
Apart from my friendship,
Our memories,
And one final wish,
I wish you enough.

Enough sun,
To keep your attitude bright,
No matter how gray the day might appear,

Enough rain,
A chance for you to be the laughter in the rain,
No matter how tears,
Had surrounded your life,

Enough happiness to keep your spirit alive,
To keep you smiling,
No matter how the world is throwing obstacles at you,

Enough gain,
To satisfy your needs,
No matter how insignificant it may seems,

Enough loss,
To appreciate what you already possess,
No matter how long it will be in your possession,

Enough hellos,
To get you through the final good bye,
No matter how reluctant you are,

I can only wish you enough.

Friends

We might be best friends for a year,
Pretty good friends the next year,
Do not talk often the next,
Do not want to talk at all the following year.

I may,
Wonder where you are the year after that,
Wonder who you are when years have passed by.

Even when it happens,
Do not despair,
You are still special,
As you had made a difference,
In some chapter of my life.

Our Heart

Do not be afraid,
Especially in telling people,
That you love them,
It is your heart that decide on its own,
When you least suspect it to,
When you don’t want it to,
You can never forced it,
Neither can you denied it.

What Hurt The Most?

Saying something,
Wishing you hadn’t,
OR,
Saying nothing,
Wishing you had.

When you want to say something,
You never had a chance.
OR,
When you are given a chance,
You are afraid to speak.

When we speak up,
You will break their heart,
OR,
When you don’t speak up,
They will break your heart.

Whenever you need to be consoled,
No one is around,
OR,
Whenever you want to console others,
You could only watch helplessly.

When you love someone,
You could never had them,
OR,
When you had them,
You had to say goodbye.

When someone loves you,
But you are afraid to let them,
OR,
When you care too much,
The other person doesn’t care as much.

Whenever you confess your feeling,
They just brush it off,
OR,
Whenever you denied your feeling,
As the fear of rejection is too much to handle.

When you needed someone,
They would never be there,
OR,
When you are needed,
They doesn’t want you to be around.

When you want to be responsible,
People do not give you the mandate,
OR,
When you don't want to be in charge,
People pushed you to take charge.

Why do the most important thing,
Always is the hardest thing to say?
Why do any choice you make,
It’s going to break somebody’s heart?
Why do yearn for something,
That is never meant to be ours.
Why do we miss something,
Whenever we had lost it.


Why does life,
Love to make things difficult for us?
Life Oh Life,
You get your pleasure,
When we are pressured.
Why Oh Why?

The Secret Behind Closed Door

My inspirations always come,
When I was alone,
When my mouth stopped talking,
When my body stopped moving,
When all my energy,
Reserved for my brain,
And it went overdrive.

People always wonder,
What am I doing behind the closed door,
Alone,
No sound,
No movement,
Nothing.

When curiosity overwhelms those who care about me,
The ignore my big warning sign,
Do not peep,
Nor disturb,
Or you shall face my wrath.

Humans never do what you ask them to,
Humans do whatever you ask them not to,
In the end,
They will certainly peep,
I understand that they care,
But aren’t you invading my privacy,
Why can’t you just leave me alone?
Because humans aren’t made to be alone?

In the end,
They only saw me lying down,
Doing nothing,
They wonder,
Sleeeping?
Resting?
Slacking?
Dead?
No one knows,
I never meant to let them know,
Or perhaps I, myself doesn’t know either.

Lying down without distraction,
It is time for me to think,
What I want in life,
What I had done,
What should I do,
Whatever.

I guess I should consider taking philosophy instead of mathematics.
I am too free huh?

Why Do People Lie?

We lie because we are afraid,
Afraid of the unknown,
Afraid of the consequences,
Afraid of what others will think,
Afraid of what others will find out,
The closely guarded skeleton in our closet.

Every single time we lie,
The thing we are afraid of,
Grow stronger,
As one lie leads to another,
One fear leads to another.

Life is about risk,
Is about the decision you make,
Yours and truly yours,
There is no perfect solution,
There is only your ability to face the music,
Choose with caution,
But do not be afraid to choose.

Once you have chosen,
Do not look back and think,
What if I make the other choice?
There is no turning back,
And regret is not a good teacher.

What decision will others make?
Their choice will be their choice,
They will face their own consequence,
Regardless sweet or bitter,
It’s theirs, and truly theirs.

Clarify

My sister is teasing my mum,
As I only wrote about my dad,
Not my mum,
I have no idea whether she heard it,
She will be sad if she does,
But she didn’t flinch a muscle,
Or she is just pretending,
As always,
To prevent me from feeling bad.

If you do hear it,
Mum,
Don’t be sad,
I was never good with words,
Especially face to face,
My tongue went on strike.

But here,
I wish to clarify,
I wrote about dad,
Because he share his wisdom with me,
He is part of my brain,
The part that control my action,
The part that influences my writing.

I didn’t wrote about you,
Because I left you out of my brain,
Selfishly,
Keeping you deep in my heart,
As it is the part,
That make me human,
As you show me love.
It keeps beating,
As you and I,
Never stop loving.

Without either one,
I won’t be alive.

Love

Love is sweet at first,
As you will feel that,
There is someone,
Accompanying you,
Share your laughter,
Share your tears,
Share your joy,
Share your burden,
You will never be lonely again,
Because at least,
Someone will be thinking of you,
Loving you,
Pining for you,
Everything is perfect.

As time passes,
You know more about him,
His strengths,
One by one,
Starts to become his weakness,
Whatever attracts you at first,
Is getting repelling to you,
Problems start to surface,
When love no longer blinds you,
When your rational mind starts to be in control,
He used to be caring,
He is now needy and possessive,
He used to help whenever he can,
He is now restless with your rumblings,
Instead of sharing your trouble,
He is now your burden,

Previously, an hour with him seems a minute,
Now, a minute with him seems an hour.
You are asking for time out,
Instead of more time to hang out.

Love is just like a pebble,
Everyone wish to pick up the best,
But how would you know,
When you will get it?
Or even you had it in your grasp,
Yet you felt unsatisfied,
We always feel that,
Grass is always greener on the other pasture,
As we haven’t knew them enough.
However,
Do remember,
Everything changes,
Once you set your heart and mind,
You had the power to change,
Instead of picking other pebbles randomly,
Why don’t you polish up the pebble,
That you had caught your eyes,
Everything happens for a reason.

Do you understand?
Do not simply pick,
Then throw it away,
It may break,
And once broken,
It is never the same ever again.
You may be denying others a chance,
To pick up their perfect pebble.

Treasure with what you have,
That is the start of love,
The pure, innocent love,
Do not allow your heart to run wild,
Do not simply let go,
The pebble then will not slip away.

The 5"W"

In school,
I had been drill with the “5W”
What, Why, Where, When, How

Seriously,
What is the purpose?
Why should I learn that?
Where can I get the answer?
When should I stop asking?
How to?

Back to the basic,
What is life?
Why are we alive?
Where should I live?
When will I die?
How does it feel?

Till now,
What are you doing?
Why are you still reading?
Where are you?
When will you be here?
How can you control yourself?

From bashing me up?

WHY?

“Why” is the a fearsome word.
Do not ask me why,
As for every questions,
There is no answer,
Only opinions,
That will leads to more questions,
More argument,
More conflict.

Weird,
Then why are we still studying?
Seeking the answers,
When we knew there is none?
As answers are,
Never meant to be known.

Are we looking for trouble?
Nope,
It is just that,
We can’t resist asking “Why”

As in life,
Only the process that matters,
Not the result.

Learning Process

Throughout my life,
I had learned how
To Love
To Smile
To Be Happy

To Care
To Share
To Be Faithful

To Work Smart
To Play Hard
To Be Responsible

To Accept
To Forgive
To Be Strong

But I never learned
How to Forget
How to Stop Thinking
How to Stop Missing You

Because I never need to.