Jul 25 – Feriado Municipal também em Mondim de Basto, Cantanhede e em Santiago do Cacém Julho 25, 2007
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?
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.
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.
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…
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’.P.S: I took the time to design you fellows a professional logo in order to spread the wonderful blog globally. Hoping all the contributors would place it in their blogs. You can using the following [HTML].
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