• Story Corner: the Lion, the Snake, and Honey

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    Once upon a time there was a man walking in the beautiful jungle admiring the tall trees and enjoying the scenes in it, SUDDENLY he was startled by a big ROAR he looked back to see a BIG HUNGRY LION running towards him so, he started running as fast as he could, he saw an old well infront of him so, he jumped into it to avoid the hungry lion, he grabbed on the rope that was in the well.

    After he cuold hear the lions roar no more, he suddenly heard the HISSS of a BIG POISONOUS SNAKE from beneath him in the well, so he tried to climb up using the rope , SUDDENLY, two MICE, one was WHITE and the other was BLACK, the two mice started nibling on the rope to cut it so, the man started swinging the rope and bumping on the sides of the WELL.

    As he was doing that he hit something soft, he reached his hand and touched it, IT WAS HONNEY, he liked the taste of honey so much that he started eating it and forgot all about the lion and the snake and the two mice, SUDDENLY THE MAN WOKE UP.

    It was only a DREAM …

    The man wanted to know what his dream was so, he went to a wiseman and told him about it. The wise man smilled and told him that:

    The LION was the angel of death 
    The WELL and the SNAKE in it is his grave 
    The BLACK and WHITE MICE are the days and nights that are been counting his life 

    So the man asked the wise man “what about the HONNEY”, the wise man said: this is LIFE itself, it is so sweet that it makes you forget that there is DEATH and JUDGEMENT.

    The Moral of this story:

    • We live in this world enjoying every pleasure in it that we sometimes forget the real reason we are created for !!

  • Story Corner: Important Part of the Body

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    My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, “My ears, Mommy.”

    She said, “No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.”

    Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, “Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.”

    She looked at me and told me, “You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.”

    Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, “No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child.”

    Then last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to Grandpa. She asked me, “Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?”

    I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, “This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why.

    But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.” She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, “My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.”

    I asked, “Is it because it holds up my head?” She replied, “No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.”

    Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said … People will forget what you did … But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

  • Story Corner: Four Different Seasons

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    There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.

    The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.

    The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
    The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.
    The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.
    The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.

    The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life.

    He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.

    If you give up when it’s winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, the fulfillment of your fall.

    The Moral of this story:

    • M1– Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
    • M2– Don’t judge life by one difficult season.
    • M3– Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later.

  • Story Corner: Wealth, Success & Love

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    A woman came out of her house and saw three old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said, “I don’t think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat.”

    “Is the man of the house in home?”They asked.
    “No”, she replied. “He’s out.”

    “Then we cannot come in”, they replied .

    In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened

    “Go tell them I am in home and invite them in.”
    The woman went out and invited the men in.
    “We do not go into a House together!” they replied.

    “Why is that?”She asked.

    One of the old men explained: “His name is Wealth,” he said as pointing to one of his friends, and said, pointing to another one , “He is Success, and I am Love .” Then he added, “Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home.”

    The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. “How nice!”He said.”Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!”
    His wife disagreed. “My dear, why don’t we invite Success?”
    Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: “Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love.”

    “Let us heed/follow our daughter-in-law’ s advice,” said the husband to his wife !

    “Go out and invite Love to be our guest.”

    The woman went out and asked the three old men , “Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest .”
    Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other two also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success: “I only invited Love; Why are you coming in?”
    The old men replied together: “If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would’ve stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success.”