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gentle enough

Bloga: wow gold right | Data: 2008/09/28 09:24

A little boy asked his mother:"Why are you crying?"
"Because I am a woman."She told him.
"I don't understand"he said.
His mum just hugged him and said:"And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father:"Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
"All woman cry for no reason."Was all his dad could say.
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The little boy grow up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God, when God got on the phone, he asked,"God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said:"When I made the women, she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her inner strength to endure childbirth, and the rejections many times comes from her children. wow power leveling
I gave her hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complains.
"I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even her children has hurt her very badly.
"I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart." WoW Gold
"I gave her the wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strength and resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly."
"And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. That is her exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see the beauty of a women is not the clothes she wears, the figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair."
"The beauty of a women must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where the love resides."

would sink

Bloga: wow gold right | Data: 2008/09/28 09:23

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.
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When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.
Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
"Richness, can you take me with you?"
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Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
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Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
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Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder,
Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?"
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"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
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Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

beneficial choices

Bloga: wow gold right | Data: 2008/09/28 09:23

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and lay around it every day. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
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Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree every day. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. “Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy. “I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.”“Sorry, but I don’t have money...but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
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One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “Come and play with me,” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?”“Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
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One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?”“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time. The tree was happy, but it was not true.
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Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you...” the tree said.

“I don’t have teeth to bite,” the boy replied.

“No more trunk for you to climb on.”

“I am too old for that now,” the boy said.

“I really can’t give you anything... the only thing left is my dying roots,” the tree said with tears.

“I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” The boy replied.
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“Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears...

This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad... When we grown up, we left them, and only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parents.

Take time out during the day for quiet time to listen to your inner voice. You may want to use your quiet time to meditate or pray. However you use this time, the key is to shut out all of the noise around you by focusing deep within yourself. Breathing deeply during quiet time will also help you focus. I know it’s hard to find quiet time during a particularly busy day, but it’s so important — even if it’s just 10 minutes a day and you have to sneak away to get it. Quiet time can really make a difference in your life. It enables you to hear God speaking to your heart reminding you of His perfect love for you.

Be honest with yourself by paying attention to your actions. Actions speak louder than words, and they always tell the truth. What do your actions say about you? If you say you love your job, but your actions say otherwise, which do you think is more true — your words or your actions? On the other hand, if you say you’re not good at a certain job, but your actions say otherwise, that’s also important. What do you do with this insight? You can use it to make more beneficial choices in your life. By being honest with yourself based on your previous actions, your actions moving forward will be based on truth instead of just what you tell yourself.
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Despite what your subconscious may be telling you, you can have love with no limits. The key is to unconditionally love yourself first.

Haitzuloari buruzko gogoetak

Bloga: Gogoetamendi | Data: 2008/09/24 21:03

Errepublikaren VII. liburuaren hasieran Haitzuloaren alegoria irakurri dugu. Bertan haitzulo baten barrunbeetan, kateetaturik bizi ziren preso batzuk agertzen zaizkigu. Preso hauek itzalak baino ez zirenak errealitatetzat hartzen zituzten. Honen aurrean Glaukonek bere harridura agertzean, Sokratesek zera erantzuten dio: Atxilo horiek gu bezalakoak dira.
Zuk zer uste duzu? Gu ere "haitzulo batean kateaturik eta engainaturik" bizi garela? Zeintzuk dira lotzen gaituzten kate horiek? Zer egin dezakegu kate horiek hausteko eta haitzulotik irteteko?

Kaixo ikasleok

Bloga: Gogoetamendi | Data: 2008/09/21 19:21

Batxilergo 2. mailako Filosofia arloan filosofoen pentsaera, bizitza, garaia eta abar ikasi baino zerbait gehiago egin dezazezuen nahi dut: Zuek ere filosofo bihurtzea alegia. Espazio honek zuen gogoetak (handiak zein txikiak) egiteko aukera eman nahi dizue. Modu honetan, gogoetak trukatuz, elkarrizketa birtualean, elkarren ikuspuntuak osa eta aberasteko aukera izango dugu denok. Beraz, animo eta planteatuko zaizkizuen gaien inguruan idatzi zuen iruzkinak. Denak izango dira ongi etorriak.
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Bloga: A GAZTEA | Data: 2008/09/21 14:46

ALKARTASUNA ETA UMORE ONA

Bloga: SORABILLA | Data: 2008/09/20 17:40

Makina bat aitzaki izan da festetan elkarrekin jan-edan, dantzatu, ikusi, entzun, gozatu... eta abar egiteko.

Zalantzarik gabe, bada zer hobetua baina aurtengoa ere "nota onakin" pasa dugu.

BIHOTZETIK

Bloga: SORABILLA | Data: 2008/09/20 17:36

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EMAKUMEAK HERRI KIROLETAN

Bloga: SORABILLA | Data: 2008/09/17 22:17

Ez da momentuko joera edo kapritxoa: benetan sinisten dugu emakueen partaidetzarako gaitasunean. Belkoaingo igoerako sariak prestatu genituenean ere, emakume eta gizonezkoei sari berberak jarri genizkien nahiz eta jakin askoz ere gutxiago izango zirela partaideen artean.

Herri kirolen mundua gizonezkoen mundua izan da baina uste dugu, antolatzaile ezberdinok eman behar diogula emakumearen partaidetzari bultzada. Hala uste eta sinistuta, aurten bigarren urtez eta arrakasta handiz antolatu ditugu herri kirolak emakumeen partaidetza soilarekin: prestaketa gero eta hobea eta ikuskizun zintzoa izan da erakutsi digutena... Sorabillan jarraituko dugu partaidetza bultzatzen eta gizonezkoen tratu berbera ematen sarietan... Eta horretan animatu nahi ditugu beste antolatzaile batzuk ere.

Gizonezkoak bigarren "planoan" egon dira aurtengo herri kiroletan.

Gehienez ere, laguntzaile.

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zoriontasuna

Bloga: zirimola | Data: 2008/09/16 23:36

Ez naiz zoriontsu, ama.  

Aitortzen dizut, eskolarako inkesta hura gordetzen zuen gutuna ireki nuela aspaldiko hartan, orain dela lau edo bost urte (dagoeneko??). Eta ordutik ez dakit zergatik, ezin izan dut zure erantzun hura ahaztu; garrantzitsuena ez da neure inteligentzia, edo lortuko dudan arrakasta, edo pertsona justu bat izatera iritsiko naizen. Garrantzitsuena, eta zuk opa didazun gauza bakarra, zoriontasuna da. Horixe da zuk aukeratu zenuen kasilatxoa, besteen artean. Ez du beste ezerk ardura. Aitortu beharra dizut bizitzako zati luze bat eman nuela zoriontasunaren atzetik. Baina inoiz ahaztu gabe ez dakidala zer den. Eta horixe itauntzen zait zure erantzuna oroitzen dudanean. Auskalo zer den zoriontasuna. Orain ez nioke zoriontasuna deituko bilatzen dudanari. Baizik eta askatasuna. Askatasuna, burujabetasuna eta egia.  

Askotan imajinatu izan dut zer usteko zenukeen hiltzaile bat izatera iritsiko banintz. Edo lapurretaz-lapurreta kartzelan bukatuko banitu nire bizitzako azken egunak.  Edo oparotasun utopikoarekin maitemindurik, gizarte hau aldatzeko eta herriagatik neure bizitza eman izango banu. Edo drogazaletasunak bizi baldintza duinen mugara eramango banindu. Eta haurdun gelditu eta 18 urterekin ikasketak utzita ni baino 20 urte nagusiagoa den gizonarekin bizitzera joango banintz?. Edo gau batez maletak egin eta munduari bira ematera joango banintz, eta bizitza guztian ibiltari bakarti bezala gizartetik kanpo etxola batean biziko banintz.
Ez, zuk etxeko atetik sartzen ikusi nauzu iluntzero. Maleta pisutsua, eta musika entzuteko kaskoekin, irribarrerik inoiz luzatu gabe. Astiro eta kaixo esan gabe, logelan sartzen ikusi nauzu egunero. Eta ordua zuk deritzozuna izan ezean, ea non egon naizen galdetu ohi izan didazu. Neuri, sarriegi, galdera zailegia iruditu izan zait, eta gezurra esan dizut. Eta goizero kostata altxattzen sumatu nauzu, zabaldu nahi ez ditudan begiak urratzen dituen argiari oztopoak jarri nahirik.

 Dena dela, sarri galdetzen diot ene buruari zein hitz aukeratuko nukeen nik. Ze kasilatxo markatuko nukeen nik. Zein izango litzateke, bakarra izatekotan, neure seme-alabei opako niekena?

Ez dut uste zoriontausna aukeratuko nukeenik, orain dela lau urte egokiena iruditu zitzaidan arren, nahiko erantzun hipokrita eta axolagabea iruditzen zait orain.
(Une batez askatasuna dela garrantzitsuena iruditu zait, eta akaso aukeratzeko kasila haien artean hitz hori balego, hura hautatuko zenuke. Edo agian, zuk, zoriontasuna ulertzen duzu, badu zentzua zugan, eta horren bila daramazu bizitza guztia)
Dena dela, galdera interesgarria iruditzen zait, erantzun hori leku izkutu batetik aukeratzen delako.