Where To Park?

One winter morning while listening to the radio, Bob and his wife hear the announcer say, “We are going to have 4-6 inches of snow today.

You must park your car on the even numbered side of the street, so the snow plough can get through.”

Bob’s wife goes out and moves her car.

A week later while they are eating breakfast, the radio

announcer says, “We are expecting 6-8 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd numbered side of the street, so the snow plough can get through.”

Bob’s wife goes out and moves her car again.

The next week they are having breakfast again, when the radio announcer says, “We are expecting 8-10 inches of snow today. You must park…” then the electric power goes out.

Bob’s wife is very upset, and with a worried look on her face she says, “Honey, I don’t know what to do. Which side of the street do I need to park on so the plough can get through?”

With the love and understanding in his voice like all men who are married to blondes exhibit, Bob says, “Why don’t you just leave it in the garage this time?”

I Want To Be A Bear

If you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months.

I could deal with that.

Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.

I could deal with that, too.

If you're a bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs.

I could definitely deal with that.

If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.

I could deal with that.

If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.

Yes..... I want to be a bear.

My Home Made Name Tag

I could recall years back during my first day in 5th grade. I was a new student then, having transferred to an exclusive school for boys. Life was financially difficult for my parents having transferred me to a school with a higher tuition fee. 

At school, we were required to wear a short-sleeve white polo uniform with the school's insignia on its upper left pocket that could be you could buy in the campus. On the top pocket should be worn a name tag to best identify each student.  To cut any expenses, Mom decided to stitch and sew the tag herself.

"This would do?" she asked.
"Umm yeah Mom". I was a bit hesitant wearing it. 

At school, boys stared teasingly at the tag.
"Who did such crooked job?", one shouted.
And another remarked "How odd. Well it caught our attention".

I knew it. Initially, I tried to cover it and detach it. But eventually it dawned on me that it didn't matter if it was different from others who wore the customized tags. I realized it should not stop me from doing my best regardless of our differences in culture or economic class or status. What is true is that Mom painstakingly made it possible to give the best for me. I should be proud of it. And I did, I wore this badge for the rest of the school year.

Moral of the story is, you were born to be different so why be like everybody else when you can do your best.

To Give or Not To Give?

At last a perfect day to enjoy a day after receiving a month's pay.
As soon as I woke up, I browsed over a buy and sell magazine.
I wanted to buy so many things. Perhaps this time I'd get a new add on
to my already crowded room or a new gadget I have desired upon seeing it on a commercial break on TV. Though, I really wasn't sure what I really wanted when the door bell suddenly rang.

I went to open it thinking it must be some salesman with goods to offer.
Upon pulling the hard wooden door, I was surprised to see an old man.
"What is this all about?
"Good day, sir. If you will kindly help me...
I believed it must be some folk acting up. But I continued to listen.
"Please sir...My young girl's sick with pneumonia we need to bring her to the hospital for treatment. We don't have anything. I could mow your lawn for some money?"
With that tone on his voice, I could hear a sincere and urgent plea.

I reasoned everything out before giving him anything. I believed everyone should strive harder and extremely harder until one gets to find the way to ease his life.
But of course it wasn't my case. The opportunities were there to facilitate in bringing out the best in me. My parents ascertained I got a good college degree and I were given the right tools when I needed these.

I figured out that life was just unfair to them. But I could help reduce the weight of their burden if I could share some blessing and if everyone else would do the same.

Without further reasoning out, and not letting my mind control my heart further, I dashed upstairs to get my wallet and pick some bills to share to this man. I wasn't in the mood anyway to purchase another clutter that will satisfy me for just a moment.

And so i gave...

A Bunch of Tiny Frogs

There once was a bunch of tiny frogs who arranged a running competition. The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower. A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants.

The race began.

No one in crowd could believed that the tiny frogs would reach the top of the tower. They were saying amongst themselves:

"Oh, it way too difficult!!"

"They will never make it to the top".

"No way that they will succeed. The tower is too high!"

The tiny frogs began collapsing. One by one, except for those who in the shade were climbing higher and higher.

The crowd continued to yell

"It is too difficult!!! No one will make it!"

More tiny frogs got tired and gave up.

But one continued higher and higher and higher.

This one wouldn't give up!

At the end, all the other frogs had given up climbing the tower. Except for the one tiny frog who, after a some time, was the only one who reached the top!

Then all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it?

A contestant asked the tiny frog how the one who succeeded had found the strength to reach the goal?

It turned out and it just so happened that he was deaf.

Enjoy Your Coffee

A group English Professor's got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. 

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and came back with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive and some exquisite.

"Please help yourself." said the Professor 

When all they all had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: 

"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken first, leaving behind the cheaper looking ones. It is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. 

Remember that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. It is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drinking. 

You all just wanted the coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... And then you began looking at each other's cups. 

Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live. 

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee that has been provided." 

Enjoy your coffee!  

You Can Not Put A Price On Your Time.

SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"

SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "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?"

DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour."

SON: "Oh! (With his head down).

SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?"The father was furious.

DAD: "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 this childish 

behavior

"The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.The man 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 man had calmed down, and started to 

think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn't 

ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the 

door.

DAD: "Are you asleep, son?"

SON: "No daddy, I'm awake".

DAD: "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took 

out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for.

"The little boy sat straight up, smiling.

SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!"Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up

bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy 

slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?"

SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do."Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an 

hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with 

you."The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his 

forgiveness. 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. Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with 

someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily 

replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for

the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our 

family.Some things are more important.