ALLISONOSICOS Father Son Conversation A father came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his

5-year old son waiting for him at the door. Son: "Father, may I ask you a question?" Father replied: "Yeah sure, what it is?" Son: "Father, how much do you make an hour?" Father said angrily: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" Son: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" Father: "If you must know, I make $20 an hour." "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, "Father, may I please borrow $10?" The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such childish behavior." The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. Father sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the

father had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The father went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep, son?" Father asked. "No Father, I am awake," replied the little boy. "I have been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the father. "It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $10 you asked for." The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you Father!" He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The father, seeing that the little boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. "Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled. "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Father, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."

Moral of the Story: Share this story with someone you like... But even better, share $20 worth of time with someone you love. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. RYANJESREYTA I and Jin are best frends..we do anything that best frends do...One day, i realised that i love him...so i decided to confessed my feeling to him one nite where we camp with other frens. he said yes, he would be my boyfren.. So we went on like other gurlfrenboyfren's life does. Watch movie, walk in park, eat together, go to beach....but life's not fun as when we are still best fren....he also doesnt talk much, or act like we are best fren, close and share everything...for me, he is not a suitable or loving boyfren...but i kept quitely this on my mind... But since the day he bcome my boyfren, he every single day would give me a small teddy bear...At first i thought it was lovely, but till now, i wonder why he would gav me this... One day, i was walking alone at a park. Then i saw Jin talking to another gurl. I walk toward him and i overheard him saying "i love u'' to the gurl. I was really angry and i run home coz Jin never told me he love me all the time we been boyfren and gurlfren. Then, at midnite that day, he come to my house and i open the door. He just

passed me the teddy bear that he used to give me everyday and said sorry coz i didn't giv u this today. i was really angry and i shouted at him, "Why u alwiz giv me this crap? All i wan to hear form u is, I love you, that's it, izit too hard???" Jin kept quiet. He took my hand and place the teddy bear on my palm and left away..i throw the teddy bear into my cupboard. The next day, Jin asked me out. We meet at bus stop near my house..i walk there and then he just gav me a big teddy bear,my anger was still in high position,and i throw the teddy to the middle of the road. He keep quiet and then he go to the middle of the road and pick the teddy up. He dint realise a truck was coming towards him. I shouted at him not to pick it up and he was about look at me,and... *Bang*. "JIN!!!!!!" I shouted... the nex minute he was lying on the road, covered with blood. He was sent to the hospital but it's too late...i lost him...forever.... after attended his funeral, i went back home and i hug all the teddy bear he gav me since the day we bcome gfbf...i counted the teddy bear one by one..1...2....3...101...230....300..364...a nd the last teddy bear he gave covered with his blood was the 365th...it had been a year we bcome bfgf...i squeeze the teddy bear with the tears flow....suddenly... *I love you~* *I love you~*
i was shocked..i looked at the teddys...and i take one of it, and try to press on his tummy..

*I love you~* i tried each and every teddy bear he gav me... *I love you~* *I love you~* *I love you~* *I love you~* *I love you~* *I love you~*...................... and the biggest and the last teddy bear Jin gav me, I squeeze his big tummy... *felicia, today is our very first anniversary being after a year.....i alwayz love you, yesterday, today, and forever........I love you....* i dropped the teddy bear........ i never realised that Jin had actually told me those words..every single day....till today... i slowly picked the teddy and i whispered to the teddy's ear.. "i love you too, Jin..and i alwayz did........" CRIZELMARTIREZ

little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town. "I don't want to leave the mountain top at all. I want to grow so tall that when people stop to look at me, they'll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be the tallest tree in the world." Years passed. The rain came, the sun shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the mountain. The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, "This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his shining axe, the first tree fell. "Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest, I shall hold wonderful treasure!" The first tree said. The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said, "This tree is strong. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his shining axe, the second tree fell. "Now I shall sail mighty waters!" thought the second tree. "I shall be a strong ship for mighty kings!" The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. "Any kind of tree will do for me." He muttered.

THE DREAMS OF THREE LITTLE TREES Once upon a mountain top, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up. The first little tree looked up at the stars and said: "I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones. I'll be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!" The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on it's way to the ocean. "I want to be travelling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings. I'll be the strongest ship in the world!" The third

With a swoop of his shining axe, the third tree fell. The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought her to a carpenter's shop. But the carpenter fashioned the tree into a feedbox for animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold, with treasure. She was coated with saw dust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals. The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day. Instead the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was too small and too weak to sail to an ocean, or even a river; instead she was taken to a little lake. The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard. "What happened?" The once tall tree wondered. "All I ever wanted was to stay on the mountain top and point to God..." Many many days and nights passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night, golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feedbox. "I wish I could make a

cradle for him." her husband whispered. The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and the sturdy wood. "This manger is beautiful." she said. And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world. One evening a tired traveller and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveller fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuddered. She knew she did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through with the wind and the rain. The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Peace." The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. And suddenly the second tree knew he was carrying the king of heaven and earth. One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man's hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth trembled with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that

God's love had changed everything. It had made the third tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God. That was better than being the tallest tree in the world.
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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'm sorry, the wound is still there. "A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.

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 into 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 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 to 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 the hand and led him to the fence.

My mom only had one eye. I hated her She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students and teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, EEEE, your mom only has one eye! I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, If youre only gonna make me a laughing stock, why dont you just die? My mom did not respond I didnt even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious

to her feelings. I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadnt seen me in years and she didnt even meet her grandchildren. When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, ' How dare you come to my house and scare my children! GET OUT OFHERE! NOW!!! And to this, my mother quietly answered, Oh, Im so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address, and she disappeared out of sight. One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After there union, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity. My neighbours said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have. My dearest son, I think of you all the time. Im sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were

coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. Im sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see..when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldnt stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. With all my love to you, Your mother.