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Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, 'God..If you still speak t o people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He shook his head and said out loud, 'God is that you?' He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.' It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As he passed Seventh Street , he again felt the urge, 'Turn Down that street.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Half jokingly, he said out loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Okay, God, I will.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi- commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again, he sensed something, 'Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street.' The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid.' Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, he opened the door, 'Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;out, 'Who is it? What do you want?' Then the door opened before the young man could get away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. 'What is it?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, 'Here, I brought this to you.' The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The man began speaking and half crying, 'We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His wife in the kitchen yelled out, 'I asked him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He knew that God still answers prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS A SIMPLE TEST.... If you believe that God is alive and well, send this to at least ten people and the person that sent it to you!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is so true. Sometimes it's the simplest things that God asks us to do that cause us, if we are obedient to what He's asking, to be able to hear. His voice more clear than ever. Please listen, and obey ! It will bless you (and the world). Phil 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is an easy test - you score 100 or zero. It's your choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not ashamed...Pass this on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Bookmark Post Button BEGIN --&gt;
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If this is rich in algae, it can form a green stripe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown, black and yellow lines are caused by sediment, picked up when the ice sheet grinds downhill towards the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYAtHUKNI/AAAAAAAABmU/ouAXCw0FGmY/s1600-h/ATT00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYAtHUKNI/AAAAAAAABmU/ouAXCw0FGmY/s320/ATT00001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227790774092179666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYA-xq8nI/AAAAAAAABmc/hL7G09RSq5U/s1600-h/ATT00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYA-xq8nI/AAAAAAAABmc/hL7G09RSq5U/s320/ATT00002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227790778833236594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYA9FjPwI/AAAAAAAABmk/svhc-fX2oJU/s1600-h/ATT00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYA9FjPwI/AAAAAAAABmk/svhc-fX2oJU/s320/ATT00003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227790778379747074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYBDCQcnI/AAAAAAAABms/O-5j0yhX_Uk/s1600-h/ATT00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SIzYBDCQcnI/AAAAAAAABms/O-5j0yhX_Uk/s320/ATT00004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227790779976544882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antarctica Frozen Wave Pixs - Nature is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water froze the instant the wave broke through the ice. That's what it is like in Antarctica where it is the coldest weather in decades. Water freezes the instant it comes in contact with the air. 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Don't laugh, after you read, u won't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I read this story, I was speachless. I don't know what to say, is it society's fault, or else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xia is dead, she was a hooker, or to be more precise she was a teacher. She was the most &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;honourable teacher&lt;/span&gt; in China . She used her body to cleanse the children's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hooker's death, all the children cried and attended her funeral, a school lowered the national flag half mast for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SGHTB0H2aiI/AAAAAAAABhg/fr23ZIodZnY/s1600-h/ATT00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SGHTB0H2aiI/AAAAAAAABhg/fr23ZIodZnY/s320/ATT00001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215681871596644898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the funeral of this 21year old pretty teacher, in front of all the students, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the headmaster&lt;/span&gt; read out Xia's diary sadly. She had written : 'Each prostitution, can help one schooless child; to become a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mistress&lt;/span&gt; once, can rescue a hopeless primary school.'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SGHTB0CrhsI/AAAAAAAABho/T6s_EoHtp6U/s1600-h/ATT00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SGHTB0CrhsI/AAAAAAAABho/T6s_EoHtp6U/s320/ATT00002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215681871574959810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xia lived in a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;small village&lt;/span&gt; in the province of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gan Shu&lt;/span&gt; . All the ladies in this small village, no matter whether she is pretty or not, go to the southern part of city to earn money. Every spring, they will come back with money and beautiful cloths. Xia didn't follow them after she finished her secondary school. Many people couldn't understand her as she has a pretty face and body. And because of this, her father always scold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she heard that the only primary school in the village needs some teachers, she &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;volunteered&lt;/span&gt; to become a teacher for free. She was a very good student in her &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;secondary school&lt;/span&gt; and because of this, she easily passed thru all the tests to become the teacher of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time when Xia walks into the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;classroom&lt;/span&gt;, all children were surprised to see such a pretty teacher. From then on, the classroom was always fill with children's laughter. The Classroom -- more like a hut instead, as the wall is made of sticks and cover with leaves as its ceiling. A big stone as their table and the most expensive thing is the polished dark-green stone which they use as their blackboard. In this condition, Xia taught thousands of Chinese words and knowledge to her students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night a thunderstorm destroyed the only classroom in the school and all students become schoolless. The headmaster visited the province's education minister for some money to repair the classroom but come back with nothing. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Headmaster&lt;/span&gt; told Xia that the minister said he will only give the money if Xia ask for it personally. Xia had never travel far from her home town before and had never meet any minister before.  She was afraid that she will make things worst.  However, she decided to visit &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the minister&lt;/span&gt;. She walked more than 10km to the province ministry office and sat in a beautiful office in front of the minister. The Minister's eyed her hungry, pointed to a room and said to Xia: 'Your money is in the room, if you want it, follow me.' Xia saw a big bed in the room and that was the bed where she lost her &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;virginity&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Minister&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;raped her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her virgin blood left on the bedsheet was more reddish than the color of the national flag in the room.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Xia didn't cry, all she could think of are the eyes of all disappointed students that have no classroom.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She rushed home in the dark. She didn't tell anyone about the rape.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The next day, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the villagers&lt;/span&gt; bought some woods and repair &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the classroom&lt;/span&gt;. But whenever there was heavy rain, the classroom was still not usable. Xia would tell &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the students&lt;/span&gt; that province ministry department will build a good school for them. In the past half year, the headmaster had visited the ministers more than 10 times but never ever get any money from them. He was the only one who knew what had happened to Xia but he could do nothing about it. The new semester comes, many students cannot pay their fees and they had to follow their parents to work. The number of students had become lesser and lesser. Xia was sad about that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Xia know that the hopes of all her students have gone to ashes, she removed all her cloths and swear to her naked body that she will use her body to realise the children's dream to be able to go to school. She knew that all ladies in the village were working as prostitutes in the cities to earn their livings and she knew that was the shortcut for her to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;earn money&lt;/span&gt;. She washed herself and say goodbye to headmaster, father, and school. She tied her hair in 2 ponytails and walk to the city. When she left, her father smiled and headmaster cried....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the colorful city, Xia was not happy at all, in her mind, there were only broken classroom and sadness and the disappointed looks of her students. She walked into a Hair-Saloon, laid down on a dirty bed, and accepted her 2nd dirty business. In that night, in her diary she wrote : '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Minister&lt;/span&gt; can't even compare to this 1st customer. At least they pay.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent all her earnings minus her living expenses to headmaster. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Headmaster&lt;/span&gt; followed her instruction to use the money on the school. When people asked about the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;source of the money&lt;/span&gt;, the headmaster would answer that it was donation from some charitable societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, people came to know that the real &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;source of money&lt;/span&gt; was from the teacher Xia. Many reporters would like to interview her but she just refused with the reason that she was just a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the money, the school changed. In the 1st month, there was a new blackboard. In the 2nd month, a wooden table and chair.  By the 3rd month, all children have their own books. By the 4th month, all children have a red tie each. By the 5th month, no children go to school in bare foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 6th month,  Xia come back. All the students welcomed her happily and say 'Teacher, you are back ...... Teacher is so beautiful'... Seeing all students' happy and excited faces, Xia cried..  No matter how many tear drops and how many sadness in the past 6 months.. she felt her sacrifice is worth it when she see all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few days at home, she went back to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the 7th month, a playing field was built; by the 8th month, they have a basketball court, by the 9th month, all students have new pencils. 10th month, the school has their own &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;national flag&lt;/span&gt;, the students would raised the national flag daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 11th month, a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;land-developer&lt;/span&gt; who refuses to use the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;condom&lt;/span&gt; makes Xia &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt;. After her abortion, she became the developer's mistress. After 6 months, the developers dumped her because he was facing problem as the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;land-value&lt;/span&gt; had dropped in Shengzhen and he didn't pay her 1 cent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xia felt very tired, she thought of going home and going back to be with her students, but she had yet to fulfill her dream which was to build a concrete classroom with 2 PCs for the students.  Hence, she went back to beg the developer but the developer just refused to pay her anything but he was willing to introduce her to a lucrative business with a foreingner. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The foreigner&lt;/span&gt; was willing to pay her 3000rmb for 1 night. Thinking of the thunderstorm that happenned a few years ago, she tiredly went to the foreigner's hotel. She sweared that she will go back to her home and school after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on that night she was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;raped and killed&lt;/span&gt; by 3 foreigners. She had just turned 21year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xia died without fulfilling her final wish which was to build a concrete classroom with 2 PCs for her students............  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hooker died, silently.  The sky of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ShengZhen&lt;/span&gt; is still as blue as before, the ministers still sit happily in their offices, many &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;expensive cars&lt;/span&gt; still running on street, people happily discussing share market, house market value, car value, and movies, music and love story. Young lovers trying to commit suicide just because of some small misunderstandings between themselves.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;However, at this time, the students, teachers and a few hundreds villagers were attending the funeral in the small village 'GanShu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the wake, people can only see a black and white photo of Xia. In the photo, she has 2 pony tails and happily smile. The Headmaster opens the diary of Xia and read in front of all students.  She wrote : ' Each prostitution, can help one schooless child; become a mistress once, can rescue a hopeless primary school...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The national flag lowered to half mast... Maybe, this will be the ONLY national flag lowered to half mast because of a GREAT hooker in China 's history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I wrote this, I cried for 2 hours. From now on, I won't discriminate any hooker, because among them there is a Xia. Hope you will forward this mail to all forum, friends, websites. Let all our government officers understand that while they were giving out empty-promises, while they were drinking in the pub, while they were practising dirty politics; someone using her own power had tried to help the poor. Xia must be sadly looking at all of us from above now. Although she was just a hooker, she was purer and more saintly than any of us. In this cold and dirty society, what she gave to the students were the 'Greatest Love' of mankind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xia left this world with unfulfilled wishes. Can we continue her job of bringing more hope to the poors? In this cold winter, why don't we share our love and commit ourselves to help these poor children in the third world and support those who try to be Xia in our country? Share our love to PRC, support them more.. we can be saint ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Bookmark Post Button BEGIN --&gt;
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Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable&lt;br /&gt;place. During the second year of their journey they found a place&lt;br /&gt;ideal for them at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about six months they cleaned the area, unpacked the picnic&lt;br /&gt;basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had&lt;br /&gt;forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they&lt;br /&gt;all agreed.  After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was&lt;br /&gt;chosen to retrieve the salt from home. Although he was the fastest of&lt;br /&gt;the slow moving turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled&lt;br /&gt;in his shell. He agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat&lt;br /&gt;until he returned. The family consented and the little turtle left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years passed and the little turtle had not returned. Five&lt;br /&gt;years...six years... then on the seventh year of his absence, the&lt;br /&gt;oldest turtle could no longer contain his hunger. He announced that he&lt;br /&gt;was going to eat and begun to unwrap a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point the little turtle suddenly popped out from behind a tree&lt;br /&gt;shouting, "See! I knew you wouldn't wait. Now I am not going to go&lt;br /&gt;get the salt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Some of us waste our time waiting for people to live up to our&lt;br /&gt;expectations. We are so concerned about what others are doing that we&lt;br /&gt;don't do anything ourselves.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************ ********* ********* ********* ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he&lt;br /&gt;could use a million frog legs. The restaurant owner was shocked and&lt;br /&gt;asked the man where he could get so many frog legs! The farmer&lt;br /&gt;replied, "There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs -&lt;br /&gt;millions of them. They all croak all night long and they are about to&lt;br /&gt;make me crazy!"  So the restaurant owner and the farmer made an&lt;br /&gt;agreement that the farmer would deliver frogs to the restaurant, five&lt;br /&gt;hundred at a time for the next several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather&lt;br /&gt;sheepish, with two scrawny little frogs. The restaurant owner said,&lt;br /&gt;"Well... where are all the frogs?"   The farmer said, "I was mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;There were only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were making&lt;br /&gt;a lot of noise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun of you,&lt;br /&gt;remember, it's probably just a couple of noisy frogs. Also remember&lt;br /&gt;that problems always seem bigger in the dark. Have you ever laid in&lt;br /&gt;your bed at night worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;like a million frogs croaking? Chances are pretty good that when the&lt;br /&gt;morning comes, and you take a closer look, you'll wonder what all the&lt;br /&gt;fuss was about.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************ ********* ********* ********* *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pretty Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together.&lt;br /&gt;They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged.&lt;br /&gt;They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was&lt;br /&gt;stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk&lt;br /&gt;offered to carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted.&lt;br /&gt;The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. "How can big&lt;br /&gt;brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with&lt;br /&gt;females?" thought the little monk. But he kept quiet. The big monk&lt;br /&gt;carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed&lt;br /&gt;unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down&lt;br /&gt;and they parted ways with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy&lt;br /&gt;with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of&lt;br /&gt;acussations about big monk in his head. This got him madder and&lt;br /&gt;madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination&lt;br /&gt;to explain his situation.  Finally, at a rest point many hours later,&lt;br /&gt;the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily&lt;br /&gt;at the big monk. "How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you&lt;br /&gt;seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is&lt;br /&gt;very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite The big&lt;br /&gt;monk looked surprised and said, "I had put down the pretty lady at the&lt;br /&gt;river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This very old Chinese Zen story reflects the thinking of many people&lt;br /&gt;today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate&lt;br /&gt;us and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous.. But like the little&lt;br /&gt;monk, we are not willing to let them go away.We keep on carrying the&lt;br /&gt;baggage of the "pretty lady" with us. We let them keep on coming back&lt;br /&gt;to hurt us,  make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of&lt;br /&gt;agony.Why? 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The pool itself consists of a submerged structure with flat platforms&lt;br /&gt;at various depth levels. The pool has two large flat-bottomed areas at depth levels of 5m (16 ft)&lt;br /&gt;and 10m (32 ft), and a large circular pit descending to a depth of 33m (108 ft). It is filled with&lt;br /&gt;2,500,000 litres of non-chlorinated, highly filtered spring water maintained at 30°C (86°F) and&lt;br /&gt;contains several simulated underwater caves at the 10m depth level.&lt;br /&gt;There are numerous underwater windows that allow outside visitors to look into the pools at&lt;br /&gt;various depths. 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Best Friends</title><content type="html">&lt;blockquote style="border-style: none none none solid; margin: 5pt 0in 5pt 3.75pt; padding: 0in 0in 0in 4pt;"&gt; &lt;blockquote style="border-style: none none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(16, 16, 255); border-width: medium medium medium 1.5pt; padding: 0in 0in 0in 4pt; margin-top: 5pt; margin-bottom: 5pt; margin-left: 3.75pt;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div id="ygrp-mlmsg"&gt; &lt;div id="ygrp-msg" style="float: left;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1025" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.2&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="12" width="12" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212879965_0"&gt;Just Friends&lt;/span&gt; VS. &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212879965_1"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1026" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.2&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="12" width="12" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1027" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.3&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(161, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(161, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend says..hi,..hello,..bye,...and walks away...&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend always stop by your side &amp;amp; asks how r u doing ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1028" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.4&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="172" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 25, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(1, 25, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend has never seen you cry.&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend has shoulders soggy from your tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1029" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.5&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="172" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(21, 201, 21);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(21, 201, 21);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend thinks the friendship is over, when you have an argument.&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend knows that it's not a friendship, until after you've had a fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1030" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.6&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="166" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 133, 25);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 133, 25);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend hates it when you call, after he has gone to bed.&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend asks you.... why you took so long to call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1031" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.7&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="129" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 25, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(1, 25, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1032" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.8&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="171" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(21, 201, 21);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(21, 201, 21);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend jealous about your romantic history.&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend wonders of your love story..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 133, 25);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 133, 25);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend expects you to be always there for any help.&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend is always there, wherever you require any help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:purple;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:purple;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend doesn't have time in his/her busy schedule,&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend always have time for you in his/her busy schedules.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1033" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.9&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="85" width="89" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 191, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(191, 191, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend phones you whenever he/she has some work,&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend calls you often just to hear your voice..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1034" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.10&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="111" width="67" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 32, 65);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 32, 65);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Just Friend doesnt have anything to talk to you on phone,&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend doesnt know...what all to finish... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1035" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f22%5fAPZgk0UAABZsR5doQQYNUUpczb0&amp;amp;pid=2.11&amp;amp;fid=Blog&amp;amp;inline=1" border="0" height="61" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; 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I do not have to argue about that. I am certain.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was ok, but his subjects were too simple, Today we are more famous than Him' (1966).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot six times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tancredo Neves (President of Brazil ):&lt;br /&gt;During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500,000 votes from his party, not even God would remove him from Presidency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made President, then he died .&lt;br /&gt;Cazuza (Bi-sexual Brazilian composer, singer and poet):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During A show in Canecio ( Rio de Janeiro ), while smoking his cigarette, he puffed out some smoke into the air and said: 'God, that's for you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died at the age of 32 of AIDS in a horrible manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who built the Titanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the construction of Titanic, a reporter asked him how safe the Titanic would be.&lt;br /&gt;With an ironic tone he said:&lt;br /&gt;'Not even God can sink it'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result: I think you all know what happened to the Titanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe (Actress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was visited by Billy Graham during a presentation of a show.&lt;br /&gt;He said the Spirit of God had sent him to preach to her.&lt;br /&gt;After hearing what the Preacher had to say, she said:&lt;br /&gt;'I don't need your Jesus'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, she was found dead in her apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Scott (Singer)&lt;br /&gt;The ex-vocalist of the AC/DC. On one of his 1979 songs he sang:&lt;br /&gt;'Don't stop me, I'm going down all the way, down the highway to hell'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 19th of February 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, he had been choked by his own vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campinas (IN 2005)&lt;br /&gt;In Campinas, Brazil a group of friends, drunk, went to pick up a friend.....&lt;br /&gt;The mother accompanied her to the car and was so worried about the drunkenness of her friends and she said to the daughter holding her hand, who was already seated in the car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My Daughter, Go With God And May He Protect You..'&lt;br /&gt;She responded: 'Only If He (God) Travels In The Trunk, Cause Inside Here.....It's Already Full '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours later, news came by that they had been involved in a fatal accident, everyone had died, the car could not be recognized what type of car it had been, but surprisingly, the trunk was intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police said there was no way the trunk could have remained intact. To their surprise, inside the trunk was a crate of eggs, none was broken ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine Hewitt (Jamaican Journalist and entertainer)&lt;br /&gt;Said the Bible (Word of God) was the worst book ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June 2006 she was found burnt beyond recognition in her motor vehicle ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more important people have forgotten that there is no other name that was given so much authority as the name of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have died, but only Jesus died and rose again, and he is still alive ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Jesus'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If it was a joke, you would have sent it to everyone. So are you going to have courage to send this?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done my part, Jesus said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you are embarrassed about me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be embarrassed about you before my father.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my 8 in 8 seconds. I am not breaking this. No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOLD THIS WORKS!!!!! Bishop T.D. Jakes '8 Second Prayer.' Just repeat this prayer and see how God moves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Lord, I love you and I need you, come into my heart, and bless me, my family, my home, and my friends, in Jesus' name. Amen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this message to 8 people {EXCEPT YOU AND ME}. You will receive a miracle tomorrow. I Hope that you don't ignore and let God bless you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Bookmark Post Button BEGIN --&gt;
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I mean to ask if I can take this train to New Delhi .&lt;br /&gt;Station Master : No Madam, I'm afraid it's too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drunkard was brought to court.&lt;br /&gt;Just before the trial there was a commotion in the gallery.&lt;br /&gt;The judge pounded the gravel on his table and shouted, "Order, order."&lt;br /&gt;The drunkard immediately responded, "Thank you, your honor, I'll have a scotch and soda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Quits Smoking Because Of Will Power.&lt;br /&gt;He Quits Drinking Because Of Will Power.&lt;br /&gt;But He Quits Womanizing Because He Has The Will But No Power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer   :  Waiter, do you serve crabs?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter     :  Please sit down sir, we serve everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, is this a lamb chop or pork chop?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  Can't you tell the difference by taste?&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  No, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  Then does it really matter ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Susie came running into the house after school one day,shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy!  Daddy!  I got a 100 in school today!"&lt;br /&gt;"That's great, Sweetheart," said her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;"Come in to the living room and tell me about it."&lt;br /&gt;"Well,"  began the confession, "I got 50 in spelling, 30 in math's and 20 in science."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, there's a dead beetle in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  Yes sir, they are not very good swimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, there's a fly in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  That's all right sir, he won't drink much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      : I've stewed liver, boiled tongue and frog's leg.&lt;br /&gt;Customer  : Don't tell me your problems. Give the menu card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, there's a fly swimming in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      : So what do you expect me to do, call a lifeguard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer   :  Waiter, what's the meaning of this fly in my tea up?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter       :  I wouldn't know sir, I'm a waiter, not a fortune teller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thief     :  Oh ! The police is here. Quick! Jump out of the window!&lt;br /&gt;2nd thief    :  But this is the 13th floor.&lt;br /&gt;1st thief     :  Hurry! this is no time for superstitions .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man  : How old is your father?&lt;br /&gt;Boy  : As old as me.&lt;br /&gt;Man : How can that be?&lt;br /&gt;Boy  : He became a father only when I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, this soup tastes funny.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :   Funny?  But then why aren't you laughing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Peter, why are you late for school again?&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Well, Miss, I dreamed that I was playing football and the game went into extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An absent-minded man went to see a psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;'My trouble is,' he said, 'that I keep forgetting things.'&lt;br /&gt;'How long has this been going on?' asked the psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;' How long has what been going on?' said the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl    :  Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy   :  Yes Dear.&lt;br /&gt;Girl    : Would you die for me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy   :  No, mine is undying love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife           :  Do you want dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Husband     :  Sure, what are my choices?&lt;br /&gt;Wife           :  Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer      :   If I post this letter tonight, will it get to Delhi in two days time?&lt;br /&gt;Post Master   :  Yes sir, it definitely will.&lt;br /&gt;Customer      : I bet you, it won't.&lt;br /&gt;Post Master   :  Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Customer      :  It's addressed to Mumbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Bookmark Post Button BEGIN --&gt;
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cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_bjJKHDI/AAAAAAAABVc/21wq0vj24RU/s320/image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208904924041714738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_c6k5cKI/AAAAAAAABVk/V5giQLWyuiM/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_c6k5cKI/AAAAAAAABVk/V5giQLWyuiM/s320/image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208904947511947426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_dXKyFGI/AAAAAAAABVs/ijIFDGUu6bo/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_dXKyFGI/AAAAAAAABVs/ijIFDGUu6bo/s320/image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208904955187041378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you my BIG hug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_doP9qjI/AAAAAAAABV0/vvIUfWSTsI0/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_doP9qjI/AAAAAAAABV0/vvIUfWSTsI0/s320/image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208904959772174898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that your day will be beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_dnG89FI/AAAAAAAABV8/c-84APmGT1k/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_dnG89FI/AAAAAAAABV8/c-84APmGT1k/s320/image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208904959465944146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy &amp; Happiness always around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_Sf0-ZwI/AAAAAAAABU0/nashnZkGteA/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_Sf0-ZwI/AAAAAAAABU0/nashnZkGteA/s320/image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208904768532932354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during your bad time, I'm here to comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm_S5Z0QEI/AAAAAAAABU8/YJ_muS1NKmU/s1600-h/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm9oDzsKWI/AAAAAAAABUc/nrjQFBkdiTk/s320/image025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208902939945216354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm9gvz4NoI/AAAAAAAABT0/S8txeaHC8MQ/s1600-h/image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm9gvz4NoI/AAAAAAAABT0/S8txeaHC8MQ/s320/image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208902814318212738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm9hYtP3QI/AAAAAAAABT8/wRUQocqSmzA/s1600-h/image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm9hYtP3QI/AAAAAAAABT8/wRUQocqSmzA/s320/image012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208902825296256258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm9h1NCMxI/AAAAAAAABUE/ZWCZrkOX1s4/s1600-h/image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Whether used to write or paint with, as the model for pictures or sculptures or as a decoration of the masterpiece itself; feathers can be found everywhere in art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5U5QuNsI/AAAAAAAABTE/Tspr4tZumEQ/s1600-h/image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5U5QuNsI/AAAAAAAABTE/Tspr4tZumEQ/s320/image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208898212650170050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of painting on feathers has survived as one of the finest arts practiced in many countries. Each artist uses different paint and has his or her own tricks to make the miniature picture show to its best advantage on the chosen feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted feathers are often framed to display all their beauty. Others are worn as a necklace, earring or other kind of jewelry. In more traditional regions painted feathers are still worn as hair ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5Lb_8KOI/AAAAAAAABSc/P1YJyZ5hFAo/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5Lb_8KOI/AAAAAAAABSc/P1YJyZ5hFAo/s320/image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208898050176329954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5MPqhR1I/AAAAAAAABSk/x2vZYHMfLg4/s1600-h/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5MPqhR1I/AAAAAAAABSk/x2vZYHMfLg4/s320/image007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208898064045131602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the skilled feather painters even copy your favorite picture onto an appropriate feather. Because no feather looks like the other, those special feathers make for unforgettable gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another artform has become popular in the computer age. Feathers are scanned in or painted directly into a program to get the computer treatment. With the help of painting and animation programs simple feathers can be turned into stunning pixel-masterpieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5NYSDQHI/AAAAAAAABSs/sla0yvKTV2Y/s1600-h/image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5NYSDQHI/AAAAAAAABSs/sla0yvKTV2Y/s320/image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208898083538288754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5OCCtDEI/AAAAAAAABS0/_uJvlMM-U3Y/s1600-h/image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5OCCtDEI/AAAAAAAABS0/_uJvlMM-U3Y/s320/image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208898094748208194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feathers are also great study subjects for painters. While some devote entire exhibitions to the fluffy objects, other have chosen to paint with feathers themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To paint pictures like the impressive bouquet to the left more than 20,000 feathers of all shapes are used by the artist. It took over 2 years to complete this flower bouquet. The feather paintbrush has a life of its own and adds a whole new dimension to the canvas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5OxCVxKI/AAAAAAAABS8/5HXZZyqSMcE/s1600-h/image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm5OxCVxKI/AAAAAAAABS8/5HXZZyqSMcE/s320/image010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208898107363148962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm4zIbtkPI/AAAAAAAABR0/hdXH07DywAs/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm4zIbtkPI/AAAAAAAABR0/hdXH07DywAs/s320/image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208897632607244530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful textiles made out of feathers have been created in Mexico and Peru since 500 B.C. Craftsmen and women can weave hundred of feathers into colorful masterpieces. Nowadays this tradition is celebrating a revival as young artists have again picked up this old tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textiles from a forthcoming book, "Magic Feathers, Textile Art from Ancient Peru", by James W. Reid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm4zpJx7TI/AAAAAAAABR8/Kgp8egFaNC8/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm4zpJx7TI/AAAAAAAABR8/Kgp8egFaNC8/s320/image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208897641390402866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm40epw-1I/AAAAAAAABSE/dP4TewWdx8Y/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tQb3-4sYubE/SEm40epw-1I/AAAAAAAABSE/dP4TewWdx8Y/s320/image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208897655751637842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another form of feather art is the construction of magical feather characters with a heart of clay. They can be formed to resemble animals, fantasy creatures or people. You can even have a feather character made to resemble a creature after your own ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"According to Native American legend, by holding the feather up towards the sky, the bearer was given spiritual guidance when speaking. 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