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Jul 25 – Feriado Municipal também em Mondim de Basto, Cantanhede e em Santiago do Cacém Julho 25, 2007

Filed under: Dia — looking4good @ 9:46 pm


Para além de Ovar, já aqui anunciado, o dia 25 de Julho é também Feriado Municipal em Mondim de Basto, distrito de Vila Real, em Cantanhede, cidade do distrito de Coimbra e em Santiago de Cacém, do distrito de Setúbal. Tarde, aqui fica o registo devido.

 

Jul 25 – Feriado Municipal também em Mondim de Basto, Cantanhede e em Santiago do Cacém

Filed under: Dia — looking4good @ 9:46 pm


Para além de Ovar, já aqui anunciado, o dia 25 de Julho é também Feriado Municipal em Mondim de Basto, distrito de Vila Real, em Cantanhede, cidade do distrito de Coimbra e em Santiago de Cacém, do distrito de Setúbal. Tarde, aqui fica o registo devido.

 

Jul 25 – Feriado Municipal também em Mondim de Basto, Cantanhede e em Santiago do Cacém

Filed under: Dia — looking4good @ 9:46 pm


Para além de Ovar, já aqui anunciado, o dia 25 de Julho é também Feriado Municipal em Mondim de Basto, distrito de Vila Real, em Cantanhede, cidade do distrito de Coimbra e em Santiago de Cacém, do distrito de Setúbal. Tarde, aqui fica o registo devido.

 

Wouldn’t life be great?

Filed under: Community — looking4good @ 8:42 pm

Treat everyone with politeness
Even those who are rude to you
Not because they are not nice
But because you are nice!!

Happiness always looks small
When we hold it in our hands
But when we learn to share it
We realize how big and precious it is!!!

Have you ever think and wonder sometimes,wouldn’t this cold world be better if the people we meet would say,”I know something good about you!” And then treat us just that way. Wouldn’t it be fine and wonderful if each handclasp is warm and true?
And it is carried with it this assurance, “I know something good about you!”

I guess life would be much happier if the good that’s in us all were the only thing about us that folks bothered to recall and we praise the good we see.For there is really such a lot of goodness in this world of you and me and everybody.

I really think it would be nice to practice that fine way of thinking, too, such as
you know something good about me and I know something good about you!!

Wouldn’t it be good if we could start this good habit today?Is it too much to ask?

Noushy Syah,UK.

 

Coordenadora da Policia Judiciária em prisão preventiva

Filed under: Actualidade — looking4good @ 6:03 pm
Ana Paula Matos, ex-coordenadora da DCITE (Direcção Central de Investigação do Tráfico de Estupefacientes), foi presa preventivamente por indícios de peculato, no caso por suspeita de apropriação de fundos no exercício da sua função pública!
 

In Loving Memory of Rose – Part 1

Filed under: Community — looking4good @ 2:06 pm
*As I’ve mentioned in my first post in WUB, I am involved in HIV/AIDS voluntary work. My NGO name is Buddies of Ipoh whereby a buddy is assigned to each individual PLWHA. I intend to share real-life stories of People Living with HIV/AIDS (PLWHA) whom I’ve had the chance to be their buddy. Hopefully by sharing their stories, people will understand more about their trials and tribulations. Please note that due to confidentiality, I do not use real names in any of my HIV stories.

This first story is about Rose…

Rose was a cheerful lady. She had delivered her 3rd child when her husband died. It was through normal delivery, and for a month or so she was breastfeeding her baby.

Only after her husband died did she go for a blood test…. and HORRORS! She found out she was HIV positive. “My baby! What about my baby?!” she thought. She had been breastfeeding him for a whole month!Thank God the baby was spared. Tests after tests had proven that the child was negative. The boy is 11 years old now and living healthily.

One of her husband’s colleagues, who knew about his HIV status, happened to be one of their neighbors. During the husband’s funeral, there were whispers going around saying that he died of HIV. Within a day, the whole neighborhood knew he had HIV and suspected she was infected too.

Rose and her children then moved to stay with her mother at the family house, together with her sister and brother-in-law. While some of the family members were understanding enough, some were still feeling awkward about sharing things with her. Her own loving mother, who didn’t know what HIV was in the first place, whenever friends and relatives came to visit and asked what Rose’s illness was, she’d just tell them innocently, “HIV.” Again, the whole neighborhood knew.

When Rose’s mother died a few years later, her family problems worsened. Rose sort of became dependent on her sister’s husband for help. Her sister got a bit jealous and said things she shouldn’t have said. Most of these HIV infected persons are very sensitive and so Rose really felt hurt with what her sister said. So, with the help of a male friend, she and her children moved back to her late husband’s house without telling any of her family members. She even changed her mobile number so they couldn’t contact her either. At that time, even the Buddies lost contact with her. Her buddy then was a Chinese guy (I had not joined them yet). Although Rose was okay with him, she was not comfortable enough to share her personal problems with him.

It was only some time later did her family members managed to locate her. They didn’t expect her to go back to her late husband’s house so they didn’t bother to check that place earlier. By this time Rose had already been diagnosed with cancer of the cervix and she had become dependent on the male friend who helped her to move earlier. Ah yes, the male friend, that’s another problem!

This male friend actually told the family members he intended to marry Rose. That left the family fuming. They were rather suspicious of him – he knew Rose was HIV positive, so why did he still want to marry her, they wondered.

Well, I understand their suspicion. Only problem was, due to this, Rose’s relationship with her family members didn’t get any better although at that point of time, she needed as much support as she could get. Rose needed people to depend on while the family members didn’t want to help her unless and until she forgets her boyfriend. She was getting weaker, had to go for radiotherapy in addition to her HIV clinic appointments, yet when she asked for help from her own family members, they gave her all sorts of conditions. So, in the end she still sought the help of her boyfriend, who was more willing to help.
When Buddies finally managed to get hold of Rose’s latest contact details, a few of us went to her house to visit. We were told by her neighbors that she had to be warded at the General Hospital. We immediately went to the hospital. The Buddies had lost touch with her for some time already; we needed to know her condition. Rose cried when she saw us. She was touched. Other than her boyfriend, nobody else visited her at the hospital. Not even her family members.

From then on, I was assigned to be her new buddy. We hit it off almost immediately. She told me everything about herself from A to Z. As she was rather weak to come to the hospital by herself, whenever free I’d fetch her from home and send her to the hospital and then later send her back home. Initially I used to meet the boyfriend. But as Rose began to get closer and closer to me, I saw less and less of him. Apparently, all Rose needed was someone to depend on, not necessarily a boyfriend or a husband. If only her family members supported her more…

-to be continued-
Pi Bani, Malaysia
 

My Momentous View

Filed under: Science — looking4good @ 12:16 pm
Can anyone start my day by defining ‘time’ for me? It appears that it has so many meanings, people say, ‘Time goes’ does that mean that ‘time’ means an unpunctual guy? ‘Time runs’ others might say, does that mean that ‘time’ is a runner who is about to get into a Marathon? People always say, ‘Time flies’ what it’s a bird now? ‘Do you have anytime left?’ is it a gum? ‘Just give me some time’ does time mean money? ‘We don’t have any time left’ what? Does time mean the candy you give to kids for free? ‘We have to save a little time’ is time a little girl who is drowning? ‘Time after time’ is it getting crowded now? ‘Time marches on’, is time wearing a uniform?

My definition of ‘time’ would be a period where you won’t even feel it’s there if you are happy, a period that would be so long when you are sad and periods of memories when you are old.

I think the invention of time, was around the Stone Ages. There was a guy who kept thinking about it, and said to all his mates, ‘Hey, let’s divide the day into two periods, Day and Night’ everyone thought it’s a terrific idea. Then after a lot of ‘days and nights’ the same guy said to his mates, ‘Hey, how about if we divide the Day into two periods?’ they agreed, so they called it ‘Early day” and ‘Late day’, and it’s measured by where the sun is. The same guy kept thinking for a lot of days and nights, and he kept bothering his mates about his constant change of ideas.

They were patiently waiting for an extreme discovery that is going to change their lives. They didn’t know that time is one of the main reasons for Divorce these days. Women all over the world nowadays say to their men, ‘Why are you late?’ ‘Where have you been all that time?’ etc. with all those ‘time arguments’ that lead to problems. If men had the chance to go back in ‘time’, they definitely first go and execute that guy who started talking about ‘time’.

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