Sorry for the late post, having problems with the internet, and its still having problems. Will try to solve it tomorrow? This post is dedicated to non other than my beloved mummy! Or shall I say 'me' which my 2 naughty brothers & I call her. Its for you 'me'...please read it, if you don't want to...ask dad to read it. I hadn't seen my mum since Chinese New Year, and no, she does not know to use the computer well...slow with it. Doesn't use MSN, slow with e-mail and typing on the handphone and messages too. But its a good thing though, else there is another person hogging the computer! And we might be neglected! The next time I will see her is around the end of August! I can't wait! She's such a caring and loving mum (all mums are!). I miss your cooking...ALOT! I want a feast when I come back! Im serious! I can't give you a birthday present, nor a mother's day present....but I gave you my grades. That's what you wanted all the while right? You want us to excel in our academic performance. I really miss you, and I miss you more when people celebrate mother's day with their own mum....
Just wanna wish you...
Nicest pic of us! I am lacking pics with my mum alone, this was 1 or 2 years back! We shall take more! Guess how old is she! Post in on the comment!
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An inspirational short story for any mothers out there :)...and FUTURE mothers! obtained from church bulletin, a fictional thought from anonymous author.
By the time the Lord made mothers, he was into his Sixth day of working overtime. An Angel appeared and said "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered and said, "Have you seen the special sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have 200 movable parts, all replaceable, run on black coffee and leftovers, have a lap that can hold three at one time (hey its 3 of us mum!) and that disappear when she stands up, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart, and have six pairs of hands." The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. "Six pairs of hands! No way!" said the Angel. The Lord replied, "Oh it's not the hands that are the problem. It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers must have!"
"And that's just on the standard model?" The Angel asked. The Lord nodded in agreement. "Yes, one pair of eyes is to see through closed door as she asked her children what they are doing even though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head is to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can. And the third pair is here in the front of her head. They are for looking at an errant child and saying she understands and loves him or her without even saying a single word." The Angel tried to stop the Lord. "This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish."
"But I can't!" The Lord protested, "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can feed a family of six on a pound of rice and get a two year old to stand in the shower." The Angel moved closer and touched the woman, "But you have made her so soft, Lord". "She is soft", Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish". "Will she be able to think?" asked the Angel. The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate." The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak with this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much on this one."
"That's not a leak." The Lord objected, "That's a tear!""What's the tear for?" the Angel asked. The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride." The Angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything, for MOTHERS are truly amazing."
They have strengths that amaze men. They carry children, they carry hardships, and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up for injustice. They don't take 'no' for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without new shoes so their children can ahve them. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their lvoeed ones get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a new marriage. They are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and kiss can heal a broken heaert. Mothers come in all sizes, in all colours and shaped. They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a mother is what makes the world spin! Mothers do more than just give birth. They brin joy and hope. They give compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends. Mothers have a lot to say and a lot to give.
The MOM Song
Just wanna wish you...
Nicest pic of us! I am lacking pics with my mum alone, this was 1 or 2 years back! We shall take more! Guess how old is she! Post in on the comment!.
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An inspirational short story for any mothers out there :)...and FUTURE mothers! obtained from church bulletin, a fictional thought from anonymous author.
By the time the Lord made mothers, he was into his Sixth day of working overtime. An Angel appeared and said "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered and said, "Have you seen the special sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have 200 movable parts, all replaceable, run on black coffee and leftovers, have a lap that can hold three at one time (hey its 3 of us mum!) and that disappear when she stands up, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart, and have six pairs of hands." The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. "Six pairs of hands! No way!" said the Angel. The Lord replied, "Oh it's not the hands that are the problem. It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers must have!"
"And that's just on the standard model?" The Angel asked. The Lord nodded in agreement. "Yes, one pair of eyes is to see through closed door as she asked her children what they are doing even though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head is to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can. And the third pair is here in the front of her head. They are for looking at an errant child and saying she understands and loves him or her without even saying a single word." The Angel tried to stop the Lord. "This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish."
"But I can't!" The Lord protested, "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can feed a family of six on a pound of rice and get a two year old to stand in the shower." The Angel moved closer and touched the woman, "But you have made her so soft, Lord". "She is soft", Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish". "Will she be able to think?" asked the Angel. The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate." The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak with this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much on this one."
"That's not a leak." The Lord objected, "That's a tear!""What's the tear for?" the Angel asked. The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride." The Angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything, for MOTHERS are truly amazing."
They have strengths that amaze men. They carry children, they carry hardships, and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up for injustice. They don't take 'no' for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without new shoes so their children can ahve them. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their lvoeed ones get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a new marriage. They are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and kiss can heal a broken heaert. Mothers come in all sizes, in all colours and shaped. They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a mother is what makes the world spin! Mothers do more than just give birth. They brin joy and hope. They give compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends. Mothers have a lot to say and a lot to give.
The MOM Song
