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Moving Out

Hello GUYS, sorry for not visiting you, dropping my greetings and posting something. As of the moment we are busy packing things because we are moving to another apartment. It would take few days to install Internet connection, it’s undergoing now and hopefully I could make my normal visits, blogging, hopping and dropping soon.

Thank you all.

Cheers
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Forwarded Email That Melts You

I always received forwarded emails, I don’t read most of the time and delete it right away. No matter if it comes from my friends, relatives or family unless there is a warning to read, may be I would spend sometime reading but mostly through to the recycle bin. Yes, my inbox is clean accepts and keeps the important messages. Today, I received a forwarded, send a friend, she sent once in a blue moon. So, the email must be kind of important. The title of this message is BESTFRIEND, and I need to post it because it touches my heart and I cried while reading it. I hope it will awaken others who read this. The story goes

Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived a fourth grader boy who would follow this route to school everyday. He has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are recklessly driving to and from.

Once past this highway, the boy would take a short cut, passing by the Church every morning just to say Hi to God, and faithfully say his, "Magandang umaga po" in Bicol dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a Priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the morning, "Kamusta, Andoy? Papasok ka na?""Opo padre ... "he would flash his innocent grin, the priest would be touched. He was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy

"From school...", he advised "Do not cross the highway, you can pass through the Church and I can accompany you to the other side of the road...that way I can see that you are home safe.."Thank you father ... "Why don't you go home ... why do you stay in this church right after school? "I just want to say ’Hi’ to my friend, God,” and the priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar,talking to himself, but the priest was hiding behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly FATHER.

"You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat although my seat mate is bullying me for notes... I ate one cracker and drank my water, Itay (father) had a bad season and all I can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw a poor kitten that was hungry and I know how he feels so I gave my last cracker to him ... funny but I am not that hungry. Look, this is my last pair of slippers ...I may have to walk barefoot next week, you see this is about to be broken...... but it is okay....at least I am still going to school.... Some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stopped going to school.... Please help them get to school again, please God?

Oh, you know, Inay (mother) hit me again, it is painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a mother.... God, you want to see my bruises? I know you can heal them.... Here... here and ... oh ...blood...I guess you knew about this one huh? Please don't be mad at Inay, she is just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits us....Oh, I think I am in love ... there's this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita ... do you think she will like me? Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don't have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend! Hey your birthday is two days from now!!! Aren't you excited? I am! Wait till you see, I have a gift for you . but it is a surprise! I hope you will like it! Oooops, I have to go ..." then he stood up and calls out, "Padre, padre, I am finished talking to my friend ....you can accompany me to the other side of the road now"

This routine happens everyday. Andoy never fails. Father Agaton shares this every Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen a very pure faith and trust in God, a very positive look at negative situations. One Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make it in the Church, he was sent to the hospital. The Church was left to 4 manangs who would chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and would always find fault in what you do, they were also very well versed in cursing if you irritate them! They were kneeling, saying their kilometric rosary when Andoy, coming from his Christmas party,playfully dashed in."Hello God! I ......""P----!! (a curse) bata ka!! Alam mo nang may nagdadasal!! Alis!! "Poor Andoy was so terrified, "Where's Father Agaton? He is supposed to help me cross the street ... and to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of this church .not only that, I have to greet Jesus. It is His birthday. I have a gift right here...." Just as he was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the manang pulled his shirt and threw him out of the church. "Susmaryosep! !! (Does the sign of the cross fervently) Alis kang bata ka, kung hindi matatamaan ka!!!

So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road infront of the church. He crossed. A fast moving bus came in.There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking. There was so little time. Andoy died on the spot. Alot of people crowded the poor boy, the body of a lifeless young boy ...Suddenly, out of nowhere a tall man in a pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild and gentle, but with eyes full of tears... He came and carried the boy in His arms. He was crying. Curious bystanders nudged the man in white, and asked,"Excuse me sir, are you related to this child?Do you know this child?"The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, looked up and answered, "He was my best friend . " was all he said. He took the badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy, and placed it near His heart.He stood up and carried the boy away and they both disappeared in sight.The crowd was curious

On Christmas Eve, Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He visited the house, and wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parents of Andoy."How did you know that your son died?""A man in white brought him here." sobbed the mother. "What did he say?"The father answered, "He did not say anything. He was mourning. We do not know him and yet he was very lonely about our son's death, as if he knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable about him.He gave me my son, and then he smiled peacefully. He brushed my son's hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead, then he whispered something...

"What did he say?""He said to my boy......" the father began, "Thank you for the gift... I will see you soon ...... you will be with me..." and the father of the boy continued, "and you know for a while, it felt so wonderful ... I cried, but I do not know why....all I know is I cried tears of joy .... I could not explain it, Father, but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of love inside ... I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy is in heaven now but...tell me, Father, who is this man that my son talks to everyday in your church, you should know because you are always there ... except at the time of his death ......"Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees, he murmured, " ... He was talking to no one .....but GOD...."If you love this story, please. Pass this on to your friends.I just did!

WOW Toronto!

At last the government of Toronto has approved the banned of cosmetic pesticides use either in public and private places. These are harmful chemicals usually use for gardens, flowers and lawns to eliminate common insects like ants, worms on leaves and other insects that we hates most in our garden and lawns. There are actually few instances that animals got cancer from the lawn at home or in the vicinity, dogs and cats loves to play or sometimes feeds on grasses that holds residues of chemicals (pesticides) that has been sprayed on to maintain its beauty or to avoid harmful insects.

Stagflation

Global economy is experiencing stagflation, the twin problems of the economy, which are recession together with rising general price level that is called inflation. When price raises businesses expected rate of return reduces causing investments to fall, as well as productivity, employment and eventually the gross domestic product. The gradual increase in price of goods and services would result to inflation as well as recession. The United Nation pointed out that if the price of basic resources will continue to increase it would eventually deteriorates growth.

Stealing

I live in the guesthouse with other immigrants. Most of us are coming from the rest of the world and under the category of skilled migration. That means, we are highly educated, resourceful, creative and initiates. But you will be furious when one of these lodgers will steal your precious food like juices, cooking oil and my precious Olive oil. I am known as the thriftiest woman in the flat, and I am also famous as being extremely generous of everything. Actually, I’m a wise buyer, and I buy only the needs than wants. But today, the mad, stupid, crazy, idiot woman who always talk by herself took something from me. She was actually frying her French fries without putting the stove fun on, so there goes wooo wooo woo of the smoke alarm, this mad woman set off the alarm. I was rushing to the kitchen, open all the doors and windows, while the other borders was trying to stop the alarm.

The mad woman had the nerve of asking what was happened. So we say, blah blah blah. Then, few hours later I went to the kitchen there I saw an empty bottle of cooking oil on the stove. See how stupid she is? Then, I open my cupboard, eyes wide open that empty cooking oil bottle is mine, and I saw another empty bottle of my Olive oil. She poured all my oil to the fan. I freak out, I called all the borders and I told them what happen. You know guys? Everybody pointing towards her, I have no time telling them who it was, they knew who it was. Stealing even a drop of cooking oil is a crime. I’m wondering how she ate the French fries, of course chewing! I mean, she sets off the smoke alarm and steal the cooking oil to fry. We helped her and she never spit the words. Bloody! In the guesthouse, I offered everybody the spices or anything they want in my cupboard, but she’s not invited yet.

The Clothes Line Bill

Many provinces in Canada approved a bill that subdivision and condominium are not allowed to hang clothes in the open or outdoors because it could dis-beauty or reduce the value of the residence. Gee, I did not know this, I was hanging my clothes outside and no one bothers to call the police and squeal my unlawful clothes dryer. I am innocent and I really don’t have any idea about the bill. I’m exempted may be! I just arrived in this country so it would take awhile to absorb all the policies and rules. Today, the Toronto Star published on their front-page news about the clothesline ruling that the banned was lifted in Ontario and we could start hanging our clothes outside. The Bill was actually favored to conservationist (environmentalist) about saving energy and help households reducing hydro bills. But some say that thought the banned was lifted, still some households don’t have time to hang they’re clothes outside due to workloads.

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