Had to repost this!!! Joke from an email~
A school teacher injured his back and had to wear a plaster cast around the upper part of his body. It fit under his shirt and was not noticeable at all. On the first day of the term, still with the cast under his shirt, he found himself assigned to the toughest students in school. Walking confidently into the rowdy classroom, he opened the window as wide as possible and then busied himself with desk work.
When a strong breeze made his tie flap, he took the desk stapler and stapled the tie to his chest.
Discipline was not a problem from that day forth!
From Myopic Lenses
From what I see and feel. Not to be associated with people I'm affiliated with. Brickbats are welcome. Haters can have teh tarik.
2011/12/01
2011/11/28
Facebook Madness
I must have been stressed out when I wrote in reply with this on my friend's Facebook wall....
Kinda reminds me of DOS.
LOL...
The Wall Post:
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Welcome, User "ProfA"
File "load of hugssss" Selected for Download
Initializing sequence.....Please do not press any key.
.....Downloading 51%
.....Downloading 74%
Download 100% Complete.
Select action for File "load of hugssss". [1] Unzip [2] Reboot [3]Delete
[1] selected. Running Command....Please do not press any key.
Unzipping Files from File "load of hugssss".....Please do not press any key.
File "Hug1" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug2" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug3" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug4" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug5" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug6" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug7" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug8" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug9" Extracted Successfully
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File "Hug100" Extracted Successfully
File "Thank youx100" selected.
Zipping File "Thank youx100"
File"Hugx1000" selected.
Zipping File "Hugx1000"
Select action for Files "Thank youx100" and"Hugx1000"
[1] Send [2] Add files [3] Unzip [4] Delete 1 file [5] Delete multiple files
[1] selected. Running Command....Please do not press any key.
User: ProfM
Confirm send to User "ProfM"? [1] No [2] Yes
[2] selected. Running Command....Please do not press any key.
Sending Files.....Please do not press any key.
Files sent to User "ProfM"
Thank you for using Facebook Wall.
Please log out and get back to work.
Kinda reminds me of DOS.
LOL...
The Wall Post:
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Welcome, User "ProfA"
File "load of hugssss" Selected for Download
Initializing sequence.....Please do not press any key.
.....Downloading 51%
.....Downloading 74%
Download 100% Complete.
Select action for File "load of hugssss". [1] Unzip [2] Reboot [3]Delete
[1] selected. Running Command....Please do not press any key.
Unzipping Files from File "load of hugssss".....Please do not press any key.
File "Hug1" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug2" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug3" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug4" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug5" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug6" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug7" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug8" Extracted Successfully
File "Hug9" Extracted Successfully
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File "Hug100" Extracted Successfully
File "Thank youx100" selected.
Zipping File "Thank youx100"
File"Hugx1000" selected.
Zipping File "Hugx1000"
Select action for Files "Thank youx100" and"Hugx1000"
[1] Send [2] Add files [3] Unzip [4] Delete 1 file [5] Delete multiple files
[1] selected. Running Command....Please do not press any key.
User: ProfM
Confirm send to User "ProfM"? [1] No [2] Yes
[2] selected. Running Command....Please do not press any key.
Sending Files.....Please do not press any key.
Files sent to User "ProfM"
Thank you for using Facebook Wall.
Please log out and get back to work.
2011/11/19
Pink Elephants and Asian Kids
Some days ago, someone made an observation about kid from the West and the East:
"Kids of the West tend to be more confident and talkative cos their parents will let them say anything. For instance if the kid says the elephant is pink, the parents will agree. But if an Asian kid said the same thing as the Western kid, the parent will scold the kid, "Are you stupid? the elephant is GREY!" That's why Asian kids don't talk as much and have low self-esteem."
After pondering awhile (As I was taking a break from writing a research paper), I have to say that that observation was rather incorrect.
I think that the reason why Asian kids tend to talk less and seem to have lower self-esteem, is because if the Asian kid had stated that "an elephant is pink", the typical Asian parent will hiss at the kid to "shut up you idiot", then proceed to apologize for the kids to no one in particular for the kid's perceived 'stupidity'. The typical Asian parent will then usually continue the show by chastising the kid on his/her outburst of "stupidity" and leave the scene where the "pink elephant" happened.
To top it off, the typical Asian parent will leave the poor kid to find out on his/her own why the parent said that elephants are not pink, only to find out that elephants are actually grey. If the kid is a first-time 'offender', he/she will, in all probability, bound up excitedly about the now-known fact, and happily shows the fact that elephants are grey to the parent.
However, instead of "smart kid" the kid might've anticipated, the typical Asian parent (probably busy, as many typical Asians parents are usually) shooes the kid away saying, "Don't trouble me with this kind of trivialities."
Hence, the typical Asian kid grows up learning mostly to shut up, for fear of saying stupid things (and insure self against verbal abuse and belittlement by own parent/teacher/friends). Thus the seemingly less talkative and low self-esteem (which also tends to be very true) Asian kid is born.
"Kids of the West tend to be more confident and talkative cos their parents will let them say anything. For instance if the kid says the elephant is pink, the parents will agree. But if an Asian kid said the same thing as the Western kid, the parent will scold the kid, "Are you stupid? the elephant is GREY!" That's why Asian kids don't talk as much and have low self-esteem."
After pondering awhile (As I was taking a break from writing a research paper), I have to say that that observation was rather incorrect.
I think that the reason why Asian kids tend to talk less and seem to have lower self-esteem, is because if the Asian kid had stated that "an elephant is pink", the typical Asian parent will hiss at the kid to "shut up you idiot", then proceed to apologize for the kids to no one in particular for the kid's perceived 'stupidity'. The typical Asian parent will then usually continue the show by chastising the kid on his/her outburst of "stupidity" and leave the scene where the "pink elephant" happened.
To top it off, the typical Asian parent will leave the poor kid to find out on his/her own why the parent said that elephants are not pink, only to find out that elephants are actually grey. If the kid is a first-time 'offender', he/she will, in all probability, bound up excitedly about the now-known fact, and happily shows the fact that elephants are grey to the parent.
However, instead of "smart kid" the kid might've anticipated, the typical Asian parent (probably busy, as many typical Asians parents are usually) shooes the kid away saying, "Don't trouble me with this kind of trivialities."
Hence, the typical Asian kid grows up learning mostly to shut up, for fear of saying stupid things (and insure self against verbal abuse and belittlement by own parent/teacher/friends). Thus the seemingly less talkative and low self-esteem (which also tends to be very true) Asian kid is born.
2011/11/16
Repost: A Courageous Beauty Queen
A Courageous Beauty Queen
Sharon Jaynes
November 16, 2011
Today’s Truth
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God … (2 Corinthians 1:3-4, NIV).
Friend to Friend
Katie was born in Wichita, Kansas, a petite blond-headed pride and joy to the Signaigo family. In the following years, two more baby girls were born, and the Signaigo quiver was full. Katie grew up enjoying all the frills and thrills of childhood. She loved school and church activities, swimming and running, and most of all, she loved her friends.
Katie was only nine years old when she noticed a lump by her left ankle that wouldn’t go away. The soreness would come and go, but the lump remained. For more than a year she and her mom were in and out of doctors’ offices trying to figure out what this mysterious lump was all about. Two years later, eleven-year-old Katie was diagnosed with cancer, and her leg was removed just below the knee. She felt as though her life was over.
“No one will ever love me or want to marry me!” young Katie cried to her mom. “My life will never be the same. What am I going to do? People will laugh at me and make fun of me. I’ll never be able to walk or run again. I’m going to have to live the rest of my life in a wheelchair!”
“Oh, precious,” her mother spoke in assuring tones. “You will get married one day. You are a beautiful girl. You will run and swim and do all the things you’ve always loved doing. You are not going to be in a wheelchair, but have a prosthetic leg that will allow you to do all the things you did before. No, your life will not be the same, but it will be great. You’ll see. We’ll get through this together.”
As a precaution, Katie went through chemotherapy for one year. Besides losing her leg, Katie also lost all of her beautiful blond hair. “When is this ever going to end?” she cried.
Eventually, Katie’s hair grew back, she learned to walk with a prosthesis, and life returned to a new kind of normal. However, no one—absolutely no one but her immediate family—saw Katie’s leg. She kept her prosthesis hidden from the world.
But then God began nudging Katie to return to the hospital where she had her surgery to talk to other children facing similar ordeals. She put her fears aside and visited the cancer ward and showed her leg to a girl named Amanda.
“Here, go ahead and touch it,” Katie said. “It’s okay.” And Katie saw something flicker in
Amanda’s eyes. It was hope.
Since that time Katie and her mom have made many visits to the hospital, telling children and their parents about what to expect and sharing hope. Together they are taking their scars, both physical and emotional, and investing in others.
Katie graduated from high school and attended the University of Central Arkansas. While there, she watched an Oprah program that featured Aimee Mullins, a double amputee who had become an athlete and a model. This amputee even showed various prostheses she used for different occasions.
So Katie decided it was time to stop hiding her leg from the world, and she did it in a big way.
She entered the Miss University of Central Arkansas pageant! She participated in the talent, evening gown, and interview competitions. But Katie won the hearts of the crowd when she proudly walked down the catwalk in the bathing suit competition. There have been many tearful moments as pageant sponsors have placed the crowns on a winner’s head, but I dare say there was never a more precious moment than when Katie Signaigo was crowned Miss UCA.
“We are all cracked pots in some way or other,” Katie told a group of ladies at a women’s gathering. “We all have our unique flaws. Don’t be afraid of your flaws. Look for the positive things in life. Don’t let yourself dwell in the bad things. This has been the greatest blessing in my life.”
Like with Katie, often God uses our biggest struggles as a springboard for ministry. Listen closely. Is God calling you to use what you’ve gone through to encourage others with the hope and healing of Jesus Christ?
Let’s Pray
Dear Lord, sometimes I get stuck when life doesn’t turn out the way I thought it would. Help me to be a woman who refuses to say, “Why me?” but rejoices in saying “What now?” Show me how to turn my pain into purpose and my miseries into ministry.
In Jesus' name,
Amen.
Now It’s Your Turn
What does 2 Corinthians 1:3-11 tell you about how God wants you use what you have gone through to help other people. Are you willing to do that? I hope so!
Sharon Jaynes
November 16, 2011
Today’s Truth
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God … (2 Corinthians 1:3-4, NIV).
Friend to Friend
Katie was born in Wichita, Kansas, a petite blond-headed pride and joy to the Signaigo family. In the following years, two more baby girls were born, and the Signaigo quiver was full. Katie grew up enjoying all the frills and thrills of childhood. She loved school and church activities, swimming and running, and most of all, she loved her friends.
Katie was only nine years old when she noticed a lump by her left ankle that wouldn’t go away. The soreness would come and go, but the lump remained. For more than a year she and her mom were in and out of doctors’ offices trying to figure out what this mysterious lump was all about. Two years later, eleven-year-old Katie was diagnosed with cancer, and her leg was removed just below the knee. She felt as though her life was over.
“No one will ever love me or want to marry me!” young Katie cried to her mom. “My life will never be the same. What am I going to do? People will laugh at me and make fun of me. I’ll never be able to walk or run again. I’m going to have to live the rest of my life in a wheelchair!”
“Oh, precious,” her mother spoke in assuring tones. “You will get married one day. You are a beautiful girl. You will run and swim and do all the things you’ve always loved doing. You are not going to be in a wheelchair, but have a prosthetic leg that will allow you to do all the things you did before. No, your life will not be the same, but it will be great. You’ll see. We’ll get through this together.”
As a precaution, Katie went through chemotherapy for one year. Besides losing her leg, Katie also lost all of her beautiful blond hair. “When is this ever going to end?” she cried.
Eventually, Katie’s hair grew back, she learned to walk with a prosthesis, and life returned to a new kind of normal. However, no one—absolutely no one but her immediate family—saw Katie’s leg. She kept her prosthesis hidden from the world.
But then God began nudging Katie to return to the hospital where she had her surgery to talk to other children facing similar ordeals. She put her fears aside and visited the cancer ward and showed her leg to a girl named Amanda.
“Here, go ahead and touch it,” Katie said. “It’s okay.” And Katie saw something flicker in
Amanda’s eyes. It was hope.
Since that time Katie and her mom have made many visits to the hospital, telling children and their parents about what to expect and sharing hope. Together they are taking their scars, both physical and emotional, and investing in others.
Katie graduated from high school and attended the University of Central Arkansas. While there, she watched an Oprah program that featured Aimee Mullins, a double amputee who had become an athlete and a model. This amputee even showed various prostheses she used for different occasions.
So Katie decided it was time to stop hiding her leg from the world, and she did it in a big way.
She entered the Miss University of Central Arkansas pageant! She participated in the talent, evening gown, and interview competitions. But Katie won the hearts of the crowd when she proudly walked down the catwalk in the bathing suit competition. There have been many tearful moments as pageant sponsors have placed the crowns on a winner’s head, but I dare say there was never a more precious moment than when Katie Signaigo was crowned Miss UCA.
“We are all cracked pots in some way or other,” Katie told a group of ladies at a women’s gathering. “We all have our unique flaws. Don’t be afraid of your flaws. Look for the positive things in life. Don’t let yourself dwell in the bad things. This has been the greatest blessing in my life.”
Like with Katie, often God uses our biggest struggles as a springboard for ministry. Listen closely. Is God calling you to use what you’ve gone through to encourage others with the hope and healing of Jesus Christ?
Let’s Pray
Dear Lord, sometimes I get stuck when life doesn’t turn out the way I thought it would. Help me to be a woman who refuses to say, “Why me?” but rejoices in saying “What now?” Show me how to turn my pain into purpose and my miseries into ministry.
In Jesus' name,
Amen.
Now It’s Your Turn
What does 2 Corinthians 1:3-11 tell you about how God wants you use what you have gone through to help other people. Are you willing to do that? I hope so!
2011/10/14
Where to cross the border...???
Reposting from a friend:
Know where to cross the border...,
If You Cross The North Korean Border Illegally
You get 12 years Hard Labour.
If You Cross The Iranian Border Illegally
You Are Detained Indefinitely.
If You Cross The Afghan Border Illegally
You Get Shot.
If You Cross The Saudi Arabian Border Illegally
You Will Be Jailed.
If You Cross The Chinese Border Illegally
You May Never Be Heard Again.
If You Cross The Venezuelan Border Illegally
You Will Be Branded A Spy And Your Fate Will Be Sealed.
If You Cross The Cuban Border Illegally
You Will Be Thrown Into Political Prison To Rot.
If You Enter Britain Illegally
You Will be Arrested, Prosecuted And Sent To Prison And Deported
If You Are An Indonesian AND ILLEGALLY CROSS THE MALAYSIAN BORDER
YOU GET:
MyPR (Permanent Residence / Pemastautin Tetap)
A Driving License,
Voting Rights
Job Reservation,
Special Privilege to be Consider as Bumi,
Credit Cards,
Subsidized Rent Or A Loan To Buy A House,
Free Education,
Free Health Care,
and if you are a clever dickie, you can be a Menteri Besar or even Prime Minister!
Oh Malaysia, what a great country, The Boleh Land !
2011/10/06
Freedom of Religion is a Basic Right. Let's uphold that.
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A...uh...Sheep Dog?
Nice one kiddo!
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Years ago, when our daughters were very young, we'd drop them off at our church's children's chapel on Sundays before the eleven o'clock service.
One Sunday, just as I was about to open the door to the small chapel, the minister came rushing up in full vestments. He said he had an emergency and asked if I'd speak to the children at their story time. He said the subject was the Twenty-third Psalm.
But just as I was about to get up from the back row and talk about the good shepherd, the minister burst into the room and signaled to me that he would be able to do the story time after all.
He told the children about sheep, that they weren't smart and needed lots of guidance, and that a shepherd's job was to stay close to the sheep, protect them from wild animals and keep them from wandering off and doing dumb things that would get them hurt or killed.
He pointed to the little children in the room and said that they were the sheep and needed lots of guidance.
Then the minister put his hands out to the side, palms up in a dramatic gesture, and with raised eyebrows said to the children, "If you are the sheep then who is the shepherd?" He was pretty obviously indicating himself.
A silence of a few seconds followed. Then a young visitor said, " Jesus, Jesus is the shepherd."
The young minister, obviously caught by surprise, said to the boy, "Well, then, who am I?"
The little boy frowned thoughtfully and then said with a shrug,
"I guess you must be a sheep dog."
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Years ago, when our daughters were very young, we'd drop them off at our church's children's chapel on Sundays before the eleven o'clock service.
One Sunday, just as I was about to open the door to the small chapel, the minister came rushing up in full vestments. He said he had an emergency and asked if I'd speak to the children at their story time. He said the subject was the Twenty-third Psalm.
But just as I was about to get up from the back row and talk about the good shepherd, the minister burst into the room and signaled to me that he would be able to do the story time after all.
He told the children about sheep, that they weren't smart and needed lots of guidance, and that a shepherd's job was to stay close to the sheep, protect them from wild animals and keep them from wandering off and doing dumb things that would get them hurt or killed.
He pointed to the little children in the room and said that they were the sheep and needed lots of guidance.
Then the minister put his hands out to the side, palms up in a dramatic gesture, and with raised eyebrows said to the children, "If you are the sheep then who is the shepherd?" He was pretty obviously indicating himself.
A silence of a few seconds followed. Then a young visitor said, " Jesus, Jesus is the shepherd."
The young minister, obviously caught by surprise, said to the boy, "Well, then, who am I?"
The little boy frowned thoughtfully and then said with a shrug,
"I guess you must be a sheep dog."
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