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Sunday, June 2, 2013

SO TRUE gosh

School Phone Menu ..... California School.
"Hello! You have reached the automated answering service of your school. In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member,
please listen to all the options before making a selection:

- To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1

- To make excuses for why your child did not do his work - Press 2

- To complain about what we do - Press 3

- To swear at staff members - Press 4

- To ask why you didn't get information that was already enclosed in your newsletter and several flyers mailed to you - Press 5

- If you want us to raise your child - Press 6

- If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone - Press 7

- To request another teacher, for the third time this year - Press 8

- To complain about bus transportation - Press 9

- To complain about school lunches - Press 0

- If you realize this is the real world and your child must be accountable and responsible for his/her own behavior,
class work, homework and that it's not all the teachers' fault for your child's lack of effort: Hang up and have a nice day!

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

More quotes! :)

Just a little note first the stuff in italics are my comments, not part of the quote :)

1. The pain you feel today is the strength you feel tomorrow. For every challenge encountered there is opportunity for growth. ~Unknown
-->Think of challenges/difficulties as opportunities and chances! :) 

2. Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect, it means that you have decided to look beyond the imperfections. ~Unknown

3. The best revenge is massive success. ~Frank Sinatra
-->Whenever you hate someone to the extent where you feel like you cannot forgive the person(eg Elizabeth Choy and the Japanese soldiers) remember this quote, there is  really no point wasting time in getting angry/plotting revenge on that person, this is definitely the best payback  for both you and your enemy xD 





Positive outlook on life

Not really a story here just something that I learnt today: We should all have a positive outlook on life when faced with adversity. I know I know, sounds easy actually very hard. However, Elizabeth Choy, Prisoners of War during WWII had hard lives, much harder and torturous than anything we will hopefully ever have to go through. What did they do? Instead of giving up on themselves, they maintained a positive outlook of life! For example, the prisoners used sign language(they were not allowed to communicate) to encourage each other. After the war, Elizabeth Choy herself managed to forgive the Japanese soldiers and continued to help and serve others in her life. On the other hand, people who succumbed to depression, gave up on themselves etc mostly didn't survive the war. It's not just about the harsh conditions sometimes, it's more about your attitude towards the problems.

Hope this inspired you today!

<3 owner of this blog

P.S I wrote this myself okay! :D

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Encouragement from blogger :)

Hey readers^^ this is a special post going out to people currently facing exams or their exam results :) no matter what will face u ahead, never back down and don't be afraid:) just do your best and God will do the rest <3 JIAYOU TO EVERYONE you can do it! :D

~owner of this blog hehe^^

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Note to viewers

All of the stories that are on this website are NOT written by me...I repeat, they are NOT written by me. Many of them are found from the Internet(they should have the author's name mentioned there and those that do not have are mostly from this website: http://www.rogerknapp.com/knap/inspire.htm

Thank you for viewing my blog! Hope you will/have been blessed by the stories :)

Judge by the Looks


A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the president's outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn't even deserve to be in Cambridge. She frowned.
"We want to see the president," the man said softly.
"He'll be busy all day," the secretary snapped.
"We'll wait," the lady replied.
For hours, the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn't. And the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president, even though it was a chore she always regretted to do. "Maybe if they just see you for a few minutes, they'll leave," she told him. And he sighed in exasperation and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously didn't have the time to spend with them, but he detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office. The president, stern-faced with dignity, strutted toward the couple.
The lady told him, "We had a son that attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. And my husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus". The president wasn't touched he was shocked.
"Madam," he said gruffly, "we can't put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery."
"Oh, no," the lady explained quickly, "we don't want to erect a statue. We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard.
The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and
homespun suit, then exclaimed, "A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical plant at Harvard." For a moment the lady was silent.
The president was pleased. He could get rid of them now.
The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, "Is that all it costs to start a University? Why don't we just start our own?" Her husband nodded. The president's face wilted in confusion and bewilderment.
Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the University that bears their name, a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about!

How many marbles do you have?



The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen, with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems
to hand you from time to time.

Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the
broadcasting business himself.

He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom". I was intrigued and sat down to listen to
what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. " He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."

"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75
times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.

"Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. "I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. "I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away.

"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight. "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...... "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"

You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the
gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been a
long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."