Saturday, December 14, 2013

How to Be Safe On The Street From Rapists


        A Group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

       1. The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun, braid or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a women with long hair, women with short hair are not common targets.

       2. The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who's clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around specifically to cut clothing.

       3. They also look for women on their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

       4. Men are most likely to attack & rape in the early morning, between 5:00 a.m and 8:30 a.m

       5. The number one place women are abducted from/attacked is grocery store, parking lots. Number two is office parking lots/garages. Number three is public restrooms.

       6. The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to another location where they don't have to worry about getting caught.

       7. Only 2% said they carried weapons because rape carries a 3 - 5 year sentence but rape with a weapon is 15 - 20 years.

       8. If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only take a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn't worth it beacause it will be time-consuming.

       9. These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas, or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

       Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you're not worth it.

       10. Several defense mechanisms he taught us are: If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: "I can't believe it is so cold out here", we're in for a bad winter." Now you've seen their face and could identify them in a line-up; you lose appeal as a target.

       11. If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell STOP or STAY BACK! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they'd leave a woman alone if she yelled or shower that she would not be afraid to fight back, Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

       12. If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yell I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

       13. If someone grabs you, you can't beat them with strength but you can by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm (between the elbow and armpit) OR in the upper inner thigh VERRY VERRY HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands - the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it hurts.

       14. After the initial hit, always GO for the GROIN. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy's parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you'll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble and he's out of there.

       15. When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible! The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

       16. Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don't dismiss it, go with your instincts!!!

       You may feel a little silly at the time, but you'd feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

       1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!

       2. Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you..... chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

        3. If you are ever thrown into the truck of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

        4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, et.c., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, ec.t. DON'T DO THIS!) The predator will be watch you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him  to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR, LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE.

       a. If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, repeat: DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.

        5. A few! notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

        A. Be aware: look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor, and in the and in the back seat.

        B. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door . Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

        C. Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out.

        IT IS AWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

        6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)

10 Beautiful Handmade Mother’s Day Gifts …



10 Beautiful Handmade Mother's Day Gifts ...



By Stalk 

Handmade Mother’s Day Gifts are fantastic ways to show your mom (or any mother figure) how much you love her. Sure store-bought gifts are great, too, but there is something about handmade Mother’s Day presents that are simply more delightful. Plus, you know, making gifts is more fun than going to a store, looking for something appropriate, and lining up at the cashier to pay.

1. Mesh Ombre Necklace

 




Looking for a handmade Mother’s Day gift for a lady who is all sorts of stylish? This mesh ombre necklace is the craft project for you. Isn’t it pretty? I bet you will want to make one for yourself, too.

2. Silhouette Chalkboard

 




This could be a great Mother’s Day handmade gift to a doting grandmom. Take a photo of her favorite grandkid (yours, of course), paint the silhouette on wood, and present to her with a chalk message.

3. Tiny Polaroid Magnets

 




Photo-related crafts are great handmade Mother’s Day gifts. To add a creative twist to the usual photo gift, why don’t you make mini polaroid magnets? These are just the perfect details that your mom will love for her kitchen.

4. Painted Wooden Spoons

 




I want to make these! My mom loves to cook so she’ll love this, I’m sure. Also, these look like a lot of fun to do. I am thinking teal, Tiffany blue, mustard, intense red, white, and black…







Got a mom who loves to get her sew on? I’m sure she already has several sewing kits lying around but coming from someone who sews, you can never have more than enough kits. Personally, I make sure that I always have at least 5 spools of black thread.

6. Tin Candles

 

 


You can make these candles using Altoid tins, too. But since you’re making a handmade Mother’s Day gift, using tins with floral or other equally pretty designs might be a better idea.

7. Terrarium

 




Aside from the painted spoons, I’m sure my mom would really enjoy this terrarium idea. If your mom loves to garden, making this creative and handmade gift is the right project for you.

8. Photo Cube




This is a great paper weight idea. Your mom can use it in her home office or bring it to her workplace to show off to her officemates. Making this gift is very easy, too; the hard work will be done by the ever-so-magical Mod Podge.

9. Thrifty Canvas Photo Wall

 




This is an idea perfect for the random guy who happens to be browsing All Women Stalk (hi there!). These photo canvases are beautiful and sweet gifts for the mother of your babies. Check out the tutorial below.

10. Patterned Sachets

 




Moms love it when their house smell nice. For this reason, they will truly appreciate these pretty handmade gifts.

10 Great Gifts for Your Mom …

 7 Foods to Avoid When Breastfeeding ...


By  
I love my mom more than anything. She is the most generous, selfless, giving woman I know. I love those qualities about her … but they make her impossible to buy for during the holidays! She never wants anything for herself, and I always want to get her things she will enjoy. Unless I can ferret out specific wishes, I am sometimes at a loss. So, here are 10 great gifts for your mom – even if she does make it really difficult to buy things for her!


1. Massage

 

massage


Whether she has a full house or an empty nest, moms still get stressed out. My mom works, cooks, takes care of her home and her husband, and still takes care of me even though I live in the next state. She totally gets stressed. If your mom is the same way, gifting her with a massage is a great idea. Let her get pampered without having to pay for it!


2. Mani/Pedi

 

mani pedi


Not every mom is into manicures and pedicures, but a lot of them are. Again, this is a great way to pamper your mom, plus it will make her feel pretty. An alternative to this is to give her a manicure yourself; it will make for some great girl time with each other, and moms and daughters can always use more quality time.

3. Concert Tickets

 

concert


f there is a concert, ballet, play, or what have you, that you know your mom has been dying to see, grab some tickets! You can set her up to go out with her girlfriends, her husband, the whole family, or again, it can be a fantastic mother/daughter activity. Just try to feel her out and figure out what she wants to see.  Feel out everyone else too, so you know who else is interested in going. In other words, if your dad hates the ballet, don’t plan on him agreeing to attend.

4. Photo Collage

 

photo collage


This is a really affordable but highly personal gift. I am actually doing it right now. Print out recent photos of the family, get your hands on some old pictures, feature prominent memories, and put them together artistically in a pretty frame. Guaranteed to bring a tear to mom’s eye, this is one of those wonderful, heartfelt gifts that will last a really long time.

5. Bath and Body Sets

 

bath salts


This may not work for every mom, but it will for many. You just have to tailor it. For example, my mom loves body washes but rarely ever takes baths – she prefers the shower. So, body washes and lotions in her favorite scents are always a great idea. My mother-in-law to-be, however, adores long, hot baths, so bubble baths, bath bombs, beads, melts, and things like that, are always wonderful choices.

6. Shopping Spree

shopping spree


This could mean several things. You can take your mom shopping and buy her whatever she likes. You can buy her a gift card or certificate at her favorite store as well. If she’s really hard to buy for, sometimes it’s better to give her the means to pick out gifts herself, though. On a shopping spree, she can get whatever her heart desires – and if you go with her, then again, that’s yet more time you can spend together.

7. Home Cooked Meal

 

home cooked meal


Another thoughtful gift, this can be a really perfect choice. Sometimes togetherness is all your mom wants, and having her over by herself, with your dad, or with everybody in the family for a home cooked meal is a wonderful idea. If you want to go all out just for your mom, that’s cool too. Make all her favorite foods, light some candles, and serve up the grub. That’s always a welcome change!

8. Trip

 

trip


Sending your mom on a trip to a place she’s always wanted to see is a fantastic gift idea. The whole family can get in together on something like this as well. If you and your mom are very close, you can also take her on a trip. It can be tons of fun, you get to spend time together, and you’re giving her something she’ll really enjoy!

9. Makeover

 

makeover


This one can be fun for both of you, if you decide to do it together. It might be as simple as getting your hair cut, styled, and/or colored, or you might go all out with a full-fledged makeover. Either way, this is another perfect pampering present, and can make for some wonderful binding time!

10. Personalized Presents

 

gifts


Anything personalized is always great, whether it’s getting her engraved jewelry, or adding to a collection she loves. Personalizing presents is a special option for the gift giver and the recipient, because, well, it’s personal. Whether it’s a locket that says “I love you” or a picture of the whole family together, it’s sure to be a winner.

I love going all out for my mom, and I’m hoping she loves her gifts this year. What’s the best gift you ever gave your mom? What’s the best present you’ve gotten as a mother?


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When Your Pet Gets Sick



        Pet are part of the family!

        If you have a pet - or six - then this fact won't surprise you: A recent poll by AP - Petside uncovered that most Americans consider pet to be family. In fact, at least half of us think of our companion animal as equally important to our clan's human counterparts. And when a family member gets sick, we want what's best for them.

        But how do you know when an animal is sick? No matter how much you talk to your pet, he or she can't talk back or point to where it hurts. To complicate matters further, many animals - especially cats - will hide from their humans when they're injured or unwell. So keeping close tabs on Mitzi's behavior is critical, as is that annual trek to the vet.

        Signs your pet needs health care

        According to the American Veterinary Medical Association, these clues top the list of indicators that all may not be well with your pet:

        * Behavioral changes (a Formerly housebroken pet having accidents, for example)

        * A decrease in activity levels or appetite

        * Urinating more or less frequently

        * Diarrhea or vomiting

        * Hair loss/itching

        * Stiffness, lameness, or difficulty rising

           However, veterinary experts go on to say that by the time an illness results in behavioral changes, it has probably progressed. That's why all your pets should see their doctor at least once a year, just like any other family member - even if you have to chase Mitzi before she submits to her carrier (and you wear the scars to prove it!).

           Lowering Pet Care's Unexpected costs

           Though necessary, vet visits can mean a hefty hit to your wallet. One 2011 study indicated that pet owners spend an average of $500 a year on vet care. That number jumped to $1000 or more for serious illness. Also, similar to human health care, the financial burden of pet health care tends to increase with age, especially with ongoing medication - and without pet insurance.

           But let's face it. Who thinks about future cost when they're staring into a rescued pup's big brown eyes through the wires of a cage at the animal shelter? Once you're in love, skipping the veterinary care or medication your pet needs is unfathomable. That's why Costco is working to make sure you don't have to.

          Save On Medication for Cats and Dogs

          It used to be that picking up medications formulated for companion animals required a stop at your vet's office. Today, however, you can get the medication your dog or cat needs from Costco - even if it's a drug "for pet only" - because: we're now offering our members brand-name prescription pet medications at significantly lower prices than can be found at most veterinary clinics.

           Prescription medications offered at the same deep discounts you enjoy on other Costco products include Revolution, Baytril, Heartgard, Interceptor, Clavanox, Rimadyl, Iverhart, Novox, and Deramaxx. The program also encompasses over-the-counter products such as shampoo, eye/ear cleaner, and popular remedies for anxiety and joint problems. These products are available behind the counter at most pharmacy locations.

           Using Costco's new pet prescription program is easy. Our pharmacists partner with veterinarians in exactly the same way they partner with doctors. Because Costco is one of the first retail pharmacies to offer drugs that were once exclusive to veterinary clinics, members may have to request a written prescription from their vet. Vets can fax or call in prescriptions and refills to Costco, or you can bring your veterinarian's written prescription and have it filled while you shop.

                                                             Living Health Magazine

Love Story


         John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose.

         He interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Floria library. Taking a book off the shelf he found him self intrigued, not with the words of the book, but writing the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name miss Hollis Maynell. With time an effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond.

         The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was building. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like. When the day finally come for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York.

        "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel." So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he love, but whose face he's never seen.

        Mr. Blanched told:

       A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her entirely forgetting to note that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips. "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl.

      A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoe. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own. And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.

      This would not be love, but it would  be something precious something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had  been and must ever be, grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment .

         "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"

          The woman face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I doesn't know what this is about, son", she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"

          If not difficult to under stand and admire Miss Maynell's wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in its response to the unattractive. "Tell me whom you love." Hollis wrote, "And I will tell you who you are."

                                                                     (For The One I Love)

Information Please

INFORMATION PLEASE



By Molly Melville  


        I used to have a job as a telephone operator. All you had to do was dial 411 and you got me. 411 provides telephone numbers whenever there's an enquiry; however, many people think,"Gee! Call 411. Information, they know everything about everything." I would get calls for,"Ya know dat girls? She lived in brown house on dat one roa full of iris flowers? She my frien in ma class. She got brown hair." Or "Can you tell me how to make egg salad?".

      Well, one day I got a call and it was around Christmas time. I picked the phone and took my similar saying, "Directory assistance, may I help you?" There was rather old man on the phone and in a very lonely voice he said, "Ma'am, I need...my cat needs some food."

      He sounded so helpless but I had to disconnect him. It was against the rules to give out anything other than phone numbers, so I disconnected him

      He called back, and by some miracle, I got him again. In his frail voice, he whispered, "Ma'am, please don't hang up on me. My poor cat....She's so hungry. All I want for Christmas is for her to have some food. Please, miss....please help me".

      What could I do? This poor man's voice sounded so sincere. I had to do something! I quickly asked him for his address and told him I would see what I could do. At that time, I just knew I had to do something for this poor old man and his pitiful cat. I went to my supervisor and asked if I could take the rest of the evening off. It was getting dark out, and it was starting to snow.

      I left the building and went to the grocery not very far from there. Then, I bought a big bag of cat food, tied a big red ribbon on it and attached a card from Santa. I got old man's address out of my pocket and started to go in search of his house.

       It was in bad section of city. When I got there, it was dark and snowing. I walked up to the porch and crept up the musty, creaky stairs. I set down the bag of cat food, rang the door bell and ran hurriedly to my car and hid.

       I watched from my  shelter-car, an old thin man slowly opened the door. the bright smile on his small wrinkle face when he saw the food and read the card was the best Christmas present I ever received!

                                                                                - Molly Melville  

Hungry for Your Love



Herman and Roma Rosenblat 
As told to Barbara De Angelis, Ph. D.

It is cold, so bitter cold, on this dark, winter day in 1942. But it is no different from any other day in this Nazi concentration camp. I stand shivering in my thin rags, still in disbelief that this nightmare is happening. I am just a young boy. I should be playing with friends; I should be going to school; I should be looking forward to a future, to growing up and marrying, and having a family of my own. But those dream are for the living, and I am no longer one of them. Instead, I am almost dead, surviving from day to day, from hour to hour, ever since I was taken from my home and brought here with tens of thousands of other Jews. Will I still be alive tomorrow? Will I be taken to the gas chamber tonight?

Back and forth I walk next to the barbed wire fence, trying to keep my emaciated body warm. I am hungry. I am always hungry. Edible food seems like a dream. Each day, as more of us disappear, the happy pass seems like a mere dream, and I sink deeper and deeper in to despair.

Suddenly, I notice a young girl walking past on the other side of the barbed wire. She stops and looks at me with sad eyes, eyes that seem to say that she understands, that she, too, cannot fathom why I am here. I want to look away, oddly ashamed for this stranger to see me like this, but I cannot tear my eyes from hers.

Then she reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a red apple. A beautiful, shiny red apple. Oh, how long has it been since I have seen one! she looks cautiously to the left and to the right, and then with a smile of triumph, quickly throws the apple over the fence. I run to pick it up, holding it in my trembling, frozen fingers. In my world of death, this apple is an expression of life, of love. I glance up in time to see the girl disappearing in to the distance.

The next day, I cannot, help myself - I am drawn at the same time to that spot near the fence. Am I crazy for hoping she will come again? Of course. But in here, I cling to any tiny scrap of hope. She has given me hope and I must hold tightly to it.

And again, she comes. And again, she bring me an apple, flinging it over the fence with the same sweet smile.

This time I catch it, and hold it up for her to see. Her eyes twinkle. Does she pity me? Perhaps. I do not care, though. I am just so happy to gaze at her. And for the first time in so long, I feel my heart move with emotion.

For seven  months, we meet like this. Some times we exchange a few words. Some times, just an apple. But she is feeding more than my belly, this angel from heaven. She is feeding my soul. And somehow, I know I am feeding her as well.

One day, I hear frightening news we are being shipped to another camp. This could mean the end for me. And it definitely mean the end for me and my friend.

The next day when I greet her, my heart is breaking, and I can barely speak as I say what must be said: "Do not bring me an apple  tomorrow, " I tell her. "I am being sent to another camp. We will never see each other again." Turning before I lose all control, I run away from the fence. I cannot bear to look back. If I did, I know she would see my tears streaming down my face.

Month pass and the nightmare continues. But the memory of this girl sustains me through the terror, the pain, the hopelessness. Over and over in my mind, I see her face, her kind eyes, I hear her gentle words, I taste those apples.

And then one day, just like that, the nightmare is over. The was has ended. Those of us who are still alive are freed. I have lost everything that was precious to me, including my family. But I still have the memory of this girl, a memory I carry in my heart and gives me the will to go on as I move to America to start a new life.

Years pass. It is 1957. I am living in New York City. A friend convinces me to go on a blind date with a lady friend of his. Reluctantly, I agree. But she is nice, this woman named Roma. And like me, she is immigrant, so we have at least that in common.

"Where were you during the war?" Roma ask me gently, in that delicate way immigrants ask one another questions about those years.

"I was in a concentration camp in Germany," I reply.

Roma gets a far away look in her eyes, as if she is remembering something painful yet sweet.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I am just thinking about something from my past, Herman," Roma explains in a voice suddenly very soft. "You see, when I was a young girl, I lived near a concentration camp. There was a boy there, a prisoner, and for a long while, I used to visit him every day. I remember I use to bring him apples. I would throw the apple over the fence, and he would be so happy."

Roma sighs heavily and continues. "It is hard to describe how we felt about each other - after all, we were young, and we only exchanged a few words when we could - but I can tell you, there was much love there. I assume he would killed like so many others. But I cannot bear to think that, and so I try to remember him as he was for those months we were given together."

With my heart pounding so loudly I think it will explode, I look directly at Roma and ask, "And did that boy say to you one day, 'Do not bring me an apple tomorrow. I am being sent to another camp'? "

"Why, yes," Roma responds, her voice trembling. "But, Herman, how on earth could you possibly know that?"

I take her hand in mine and answer, "Because I was that young boy, Roma."

For many moments, there is only silence. We cannot take our eyes from each other, and as the veils of time lift, we recognize the dear friend we once love so much, whom we have never stopped loving, whom we have never stopped remembering.

Finally, I speak: "Roma, I was separated from you once, and I don't ever want to be separated from you again. Now, I am free, and I want to be together with you forever. Dear, will you marry me?"

I see that same twinkle in her eyes as Roma says, "Yes, I will marry you," and we embrace, the embrace we longed to share for so many months, but barbed wire came between us, Now, nothing ever will again.

Almost forty years have passed since that day when I found my Roma again. Destiny brought us together the first time during the war to show me a promise of hope, and now it had reunited us to fulfill that promise.

Valentine's Day, 1996. I bring Roma to the Oprah Winfrey Show to honor her on national television. I want to tell her in front of millions of people what I feel in my heart every day:

"Darling, you fed me in the concentration camp when I was hungry. And I am still hungry, for something I will never get enough of: I am only hungry for your love."

                            - Herman and Roma Rosenblat
                         As told to Barbara De Angelis, Ph. D.

I Love You Honey


      They have been married for a long time. As usual they  have their up and downs. One day they had a big fight over his long working hours and things are falling apart. He was disappointed and she was angry.

       After one week of silence treatment from his wife, he approached her with papers and pencils. He suggested that both of them, sit down on the dining table and write down on paper what they are not happy about each other. They will than exchange the papers and discuss.

       So the wife started to write without looking up because she have a lot to write about her frustration. The husband took a long look at the wife and started to write. After 15 minutes of writing. They look at each other and exchange the papers.

       The husband looked at the paper full of complaints. She was angry. When the wife looked at his paper, she was embarrassed and quickly tears away his own paper. On his paper, he wrote for two full papers:

                                                                "I love you, honey."

                                                                                              
                                                                                                                (For the one I love )

A Silent Love

      From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy.

      Saying that is has got to do with family background an that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him

      Due to family pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl loves the guy deeply, but she always asked him: "How deep is your love for me?"

     As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that and the family's pressure the girl often vents her anger on him. As for him, he only endures it in silence.

      After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated and decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family. I'll try my best to take them round. Will you marry me?"

      The girl agreed, and with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in and agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged. The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails and phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.

      One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sign. She has lost her voice....

      The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her lose her voice. Listening to her  parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

      During the stay in hospital, beside silence cry...it's still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. And not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

      With that, she sent the ring back to him..In return, the guy sent millions and millions of reply, and countless of phone calls...All the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying...

      The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything and be happy.

      With a new environment, the girl learn sign language and started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget this guy. One day, her friend came and told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

      A year has passed and her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

       When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her, he used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise let me have the chance to be your voice I love you" with that, he Slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

                                                                           
                                                                                                I love you so

The Cookies Thief



        A woman was waiting at an airport one night. With several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shop, bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

       She was engrossed in her book, but happened to see.

       That the man beside her, as bold as could be, Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between, Which she tried to ignore, to avoid a scene.

       She read, munched cookies and watched the clock.

       As the gutsy "cookie thief" diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,

       Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I 'd blacken his eyes". With each cookie she took, he took one, two. When only one left, she wondered what he'd do.

       With a smile on his face and a neverous laugh, He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

       He offered her half, as he ate the other.

       She snatched it from him and thought, "Oh brother,

       This guy has some nerve, and he's also rude.

        Why, he didn't even show any gratitude!".

         She had never known when she had been so galled,

         And sighed with relief when her flight was called.

         She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate,

         Refusing to look back at the "thieving ingrate,"

         She boarded the plane and sank in her seat,

         Then sought her book, which was almost complete.

         As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise.

         There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!

         "If mine are here," she moaned with despair,

         " Then the other were his and he tried to share!"

         Too late to apologize, she realized with grief

         That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!

                                             - Valerie Cox

Friday, September 20, 2013

Lame Hen



        The chick was picked up by my youngest sister while she was looking after the buffaloes.

         I could not figure out how loudly the kids had shouted from the backs of their buffaloes forcing the eagle to loosen its claw and let go of the wretched chicken. Oh to think what a wreck it was, dropped from such a height of dozens of meters. No other kids, except my youngest sister, then seven years old, were going to pick it up.

         At first, my older sister told my youngest sister to throw it to the cat, kaiko; I preferred using it as a prize for the cat and Mumu, the dog, to fight over. My youngest sister was adamant against both proposals, and since she was the pet of the family, she got my mother's support. The chick was thus saved.

        "Dogs heal their flesh wound, chickens heal their broken bones."It was a miracle to have survived after such a fall, and more or less in good shape like that! So Lame chick was the most suitable name. She grew up with a pair of mismatched legs, one longer than the other, and her right wing sagging. That wretched shape proved a real misery when it came to struggling for ood and prey. She was an object for Kaiko and Mumu to torment. The cat, layhing in the sun, would strike a blow with her paw when Lame passed by. The dog looking up from his bone and bark real loud when he saw Lame searching for rice in a pile of straw. As for the brood of chickens, Lame appeared as a 'karma' unable to integrate into the community. Like all hens do, Lame would react on the slightest threat with total submission, hiding her head under her wing and limping past, only to fall every few steps, striving to get up and then stumbling again...She was growing steadily, though.

       Then for a while, Lame was out of sight. She was searched for but soon forgotten by my sister who was preoccupied playing with her peers. It was just as summed she had been caught by fox, a wolf, or even by Kaiko or Mumu especially the later might turn fox.

       Suddenly one morning, Lame reappeared in the courtyard, accompanied by a newly-hatched chick, her own chick. No one knew how Lame, with such a wretched shape like hers, could have borne the cock's weight when they made love chicken-style. No one knew where she had laid her egg. The Lame hen and her chick appeared unexpected among the brood and were accepted as a miracle. To think just what a hostile situation Lame alone was in before. Only the dog and the cat were against it.


       It was a case of "ugly mother, beautiful daughter". The chick was growing fast into a beauty. Its feathers were very smooth and fine. Lame was very proud; she kept the choice morsels for her chick. About a month later another unexpected event happened. For reasons unknown, Kaiko, out of sunbathing, jumped down into the courtyard and pawed at the chick. The chick could do nothing but lie flat and wait for death. Right the, Lame arrived, leapt up, kicked at the cat's face and began to peck ferociously at it. Enormous as she was, the wicked cat was frightened out of her senses. She tried to duck the blows and dashed to her hideout with her tail between her legs. No one could understand how Lame managed to beat the cat with her deformed body.

      Lame's deformity was soon forgotten and now she would take her place squarely in the courtyard, proudly calling for her chick, who was putting on flesh and growing all the more beautiful. The chick was now bigger than her mother.

      Time passed by quickly. The rainy season arrived. Worms floated out of the flooded ground, serving as prey to the chickens. One day, Lame caught a big worm, pulled it out of the ground and called her chick out to share the game. The chick rushed to the scene, got hold of the worm, and ran away with it. Lame followed. But all a sudden, the chick turned around and gave Lame a big kick. Lame fell flat. She tried to get up but failed on the slippery ground.

       After that, Lame returned to her old self, a complete wreck subject to torment from the cat and the dog. The brood of chicken kept her at a distance. Lame would stand alone in a corner of the courtyard from where she would occasionally cast a look at the fattest, prettiest hen in the brood which used to be her own chick.

                                                                        Tuong Long

To Remember Me


   
         The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying. At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.

         When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And don't call this my deathbed. Let it be called the Bed of life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives..

         Give my eyes to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain. Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play. Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from day to day. Take my bone,every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

         Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday, a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.

         Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow and blossom.

         If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and all prejudice against the others around me.

         Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to god.

         If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

                                                                                 Robert N. Test

Good News

       Robert De Vincenzo, the great Argentine golfer, once won a tournament and, after receiving the check and smiling for the cameras, he went to the clubhouse and prepared to leave. Some time later, he walked alone to his car in the parking lot and was approached by a young woman. She congratulated him on his victory and then told him that her child was seriously ill and near death. She did not know how she could pay the doctor's bill and hospital expenses.

       De Vincenzo was touched by her story, and he took out a pen and endorsed his winning check for payment to the woman "Make some good days for the baby," he said as he pressed the check into her hand.

       The next week, he was having lunch in a country club when a Profestional Golf Association official came to his table. "Some of the boys in the parking lot last week told me you met a young woman there after you won that tournament." De Vincenzo nodded. "Well," said the official, "I have news for you. She's a phony. She has no sick baby. She's not even married. she fleeced you, my friend."

       You mean there is no baby who is dying?" said De Vincenzo.

       "That's right." said the official.

       "That's the best news I've heard all week," De Vincenzo said.

                                    The Best of Bits Et Pieces

       Two men
       Look out through the same bars:
       one sees the mud,
                                             and one the stars.  
                                                 
                                             - Frederick Langbridge 

Encouragement

         Some of a greatest success stories of history have followed a word of encouragement or an act of  confidence by a loved one or a trusting friend. Had it not been for a confident wife, Sophia, we might not have listed among the great names of literature the name of Nathaniel Hawthorne.

         When Nathaniel, a heartbroken man, went home to tell his wife that he was a failure and had been fired from his job, she surprised him with an exclamation of joy.

          "Now," she said triumphantly, "you can write your book!"

           "Yes," replied the man, with sagging confidence, "and what shall we live on while I am writing it?"

           To his amazement, she opened a drawer and pulled a substantial amount of money.

            "When on earth did you get that" he exclaimed.

            "I have always known that you were a man of genius," she told him. "I knew that someday you would write a masterpiece. So every week, out of money you gave me for housekeeping, I saved a little bit. So here is enough to last us for one whole year."

         From her trust and confidence came one of the greatest novels of American literature, The Scarlet Letter.

                                                                                               - Nido Qubien

          I takes so littler to make people happy.

              Just a touch if we know how to give it,

         Just a word fitly spoken....a slight readjustment of some bolt or pin or bearing in the delicate machinery of a soul.

                                                                                                  - Frank Crane

Paco Come Home!


        In a small Town in Spain, a man named Jorge had a bitter argument with his young son Paco. The next day, Jorge discovered that Paco's bed was empty - he had run away from home.

        Overcome with remorse, Jorge searched his soul and realized that his son was more important to him than anything else. He wanted to start over. Jorge went to well-known store in the center of town and posted a large sign that read, "Paco, come home. I love you. Meet me here tomorrow morning."

        The next morning Jorge went to the store, where he found no less then seven young boys named Paco who had also run away from home. They were all answering the call for love, hoping it was their father inviting them home with open arms.

                                                                     - Alan Cohen

No Charge


         The little boy suddenly came up to his mother and handed her a piece of paper when she was busy in preparing dinner. After his mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it:

                  For cutting the grass                                $5.00

                  For cleaning up my room this week        $1.00

                  For going to the store for you                     . 50

                  For-babysitting my kid brother                   . 25

                  Taking out the garbage.                           $1.00

                  For getting a good report card.                $5.00

                  For cleaning up, and raking the yard.      $2.00

                  Total owned:                                            $14.75                  

        After reading, his mother looked at him standing there, expectantly. She picked up the pen, turned the paper over and wrote:

 Nine months I carried you while you were inside me:        No charge.

 The time I've sat with you, doctored and prayed for you:   No charge

For the tears that you've caused through the years:              No charge

For all the nights that I couldn't sleep because of the worries I Knew were ahead: No charge.

For all the toy, food, clothes, that I gave to you through the years: there's No charge, son.

And when you add it all up, the full cost of real love is, No charge.

        When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were great big old tears in his eyes. He looked straight at his mother and said, " Mom, I sure do love you."

         And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote : "PAID IN FULL."

                                                                           - M. Adams


Tommy's Essay


        Soon Tommy's parents, who had recently separated, would arrive for a conference on his failing schoolwork and disruptive behavior. Neither parent knew that I had summoned the other.

        Tommy, an only child, had always been happy, cooperative, and an excellent student. How could I convince his father and mother that his recent failing grades represented a brokenhearted child's reaction to his adored parent's separation and pending divorce?

        Tommy's mother entered and took one of the chairs I had placed near my desk. Then the father arrived. They pointedly ignored each other.

        As I gave a detailed account of Tommy's behavior and schoolwork, I prayed for the right words to bring these two together to help them see what they were doing to their son. But somehow the words wouldn't come. Perhaps if they saw one of his smudged, carelessly done papers.

       I found a crumpled, tear-stained sheet stuffed in the back of his desk. Writing covered both side, a single sentence scribbled over and over.

       Silently, I smoothed it out and gave it to Tommy's mother. She read it and then without a word handed it to her husband. He frowned. Then his face softened. He studied the crawled words for what seemed an eternity.

       At last, he folded the paper carefully and reached for his wife's out-stretched hand. She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled up at him. My own eyes were brimming, but neither seemed to notice.

        In his own way God had given me the words to reunite that family. He had guided me to the sheet of paper covered with the anguished outpouring of a small boy's troubled heart.

       "Dear Mother.....Dear Daddy....I love you...I love you...I love you."

                                                                  Jane Lindstrom

10 Random Acts of Kindness …

10 Random Acts of Kindness ...
How great would the world be if everyone performed even just one random act of kindness every day? Having your kids, your spouse, or your friends partake in a “random acts of kindness day” is a great way to bond and spread happiness all at the same time! There is even a Random Acts of Kindness Foundation that was started which aims to help everyone create a better world by spreading awareness and increasing engagement in kind actions. I’m here to get you started with 10 Random Acts of Kindness that you can do!

1. Leave a Gift for Your Server

Coming from a former waitress, the life of a server is tough! Any little mistake can lower your tips and send you home with less money than needed to pay your bills. Not to mention you have to deal with nasty customers, the kitchen staff which is usually a bunch of men hitting on you, and having to work long hours with little to no breaks. I received a very generous tip one time and it made my whole day so much better! If you can afford it (and if your waitress/waiter was actually nice) leave an overly generous tip. If you can’t afford putting down the extra money, leave a small gift instead! Even if it’s some cookies or a small stuffed animal. I guarantee you just helped someone to get through the rest of their day with a smile. I advise leaving some tip however if you do decide to leave a gift, as an untipped table will come out of a waiter/waitresses’ tips at the end of the night.

2. Bring Flowers to The Hospital

The hospital is always filled with people who could use a reason to smile. There are a lot of elderly people who practically live in the hospital, patients who don’t have families to come visit them, or kids who are confined to the hospital and don’t get to live a regular childhood. Ask one of the nurses who could use the flowers the most. Then go visit the patient with the flowers and stay and talk for a while. Just showing that someone cares can be the boost that person needs to get through this hard time in their lives.

3. Bring a Homeless Person a Meal

A lot of people are wary about handing a homeless person money as they don’t know what they are going to spend it on. Most worry that it will go towards drugs, alcohol, or cigarettes instead of necessities like food or shelter. So a good way to know you’re helping them is by bringing them a meal. Either cook one yourself or buy one from a nearby restaurant. Another good thing to give the homeless are care package bags filled with some essentials that they may need such as a tooth brush, tooth paste, deodorant, snacks, soap, etc.

4. Put Coins into Expired Parking Meters

Have you ever walked by a parking meter whose time was up and there was a car in the spot? Instead of just walking by next time, add some extra coins to the meter. If you want to show the person whose car you just saved from a ticket that you helped, leave a note under the windshield wiper of the car telling them to pass on this random act of kindness. If you live by an area where there are a lot of parking meters, take a walk past them once a month with a bag of coins and have you or your kids find expired meters with cars still in the lot to put them in.

5. Pay for a Stranger’s Coffee

While paying for your morning coffee, give a little extra cash to the cashier and say you want to pay for the next person’s coffee. Then walk out before the next customer gets to the register and has time to object. It will be a great way for the other person to start their day! Not to mention the great feeling you’ll have for helping someone in a small way.

6. Pay The Toll for the Driver behind You

Following the last idea, if you have to go through a toll booth, give the teller the toll charge for the car behind you. The teller may look at you strange and even ask why. Just say to tell the other car that they were paid for by the person in front of them and to pass on this little random act of kindness in some way.

7. Leave Coins at a Vending Machine

In a plastic zip lock bag, leave a dollar in coins taped to a vending machine. Make sure to leave a note so others know why this was left. Something that says that this is a random act of kindness and that you hope the person who finds this money will perform a random act of kindness too.

8. Send a Gift Just Because

It’s rare that someone gives you a gift “just because” so when it actually does happen, it can instantly make your whole day better. There are always times where people feel like no one is thinking of them or cares about them. This small gift can help brighten someone’s mood and change their attitude. If you know a friend or family member is going through a tough time, send them a teddy bear or flowers “just because.” I guarantee they will appreciate knowing that someone is thinking of them. This is also good to do for your local librarians, firefighters, etc.

9. Leave a Dollar in a Library Book

Leave a dollar and a note to go along with it in a library book that you borrow and then return it. Yes, it’s just a dollar, but how excited do you get when you find even a tiny bit of money in those jeans you haven’t worn in a while? Plus a lot of people who do go to the library may not be able to afford buying books and could use any extra money that they can get. You can also hide dollars in other places for people to find. Have your kids hide them in the toys section of your local dollar store, or hide coins at your local playground for other kids to find.

10. Holiday Money Jar

At the beginning of a new year, have you and your family put all of their loose change into a large jar. When it is the end of the year in December, leave the jar and a note on the doorstep of someone who can use the extra money. Make sure to ring the doorbell and run! Then hide and watch to make sure your gift has been found. The look on their faces alone will make it all worth while.
If you noticed, after most of these ideas I made sure to write that you should leave a note encouraging others to pass on this random act of kindness. The only way to make the world a better place through random acts of kindness, is if it starts a chain reaction. You never know whose day you just changed or whose faith in humanity you helped to restore by performing such a small gesture. Have you ever performed a random act of kindness for someone? Tell me your story! (allwomenstalk)
 
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