Saturday, June 20, 2009

APPLE TREE & A CHILD ( A good story to remember and to love our parents )

In the past lives of a large apple tree and the shade it was also the fruit. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He climbed to the top of the tree, eat her apples, resting and sleeping underneath. He loved the tree and so did the tree loved the child.

Time passed ..., the child begins to grow up and he began to rarely play with the tree. One day the boy came back to the tree and looked sad. "Come and play with me.", The tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a child, I no longer played around the tree." The son replied: "I want toys. I need money to buy it." "Sorry, I do not have money ... but you can pick apples from this tree and sell it. So you have the money." The child is very happy, he is the apple harvest, the tree was sad. One day, the boy came back and the tree was glad to see it. "Come and play with me." The tree said. "I do not have much time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, I do not have a home. But you can cut off my branches to build a house."

Then the boy cut the tree branches and leaves of the tree with joy. The tree was delighted to see him happy but the boy would never again go back after that. The tree returned alone and sad. On a hot day, the boy returned and the tree is very excited to see it. "Come and lean on me." Said the Tree. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go and rest himself. Can you give me a boat." Put on my tree trunks to build your boat. You will be able to sail far away and have fun. "Then the boy cut the tree to make a boat. When she went to sea and never came back for a very long time.

Finally the boy returned after he left a few years. "Sorry son, I do not have anything more to you. No more apples for you" Tree said. "I no longer have teeth to bite" the boy said. "There's nothing that can stump you climb." "I'm too old to climb a tree now" said the boy. "It's nothing more I can give you .... that is left is the root of the dead" said the tree with tears. "I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am very tired after all these years" replied the boy. "Good!, The roots of old trees is the best place to rest danbersandar. Come, let's lean and sit with me ..." The boy finally sat down and the tree was happy and smiling with tears.
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This is our story. The tree is our parent. When we were kids we love and play with our Papa Mama. ... when we grow up .. we leave them ... only come when we need something or when we are in trouble. Whatever that our parents will always be there and give whatever they can give to make you happy. You will assume the attitude of the child as the parents of evil, but that is how we most of us treat our parents. Love our parents ...........

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

A MOTHER LOVE GIFTS ( Soul's Bread )

"Can I see my baby?" asked a mother who had just given birth with joy. When the arms were moved to his hand and he opened the blanket covering his face a tiny baby, the mother was holding her breath. The doctor who stayed with him soon turned to look out the window at the hospital. The baby was born without both ears!

Time proved that the baby's hearing which has now grown into a child's working perfectly. Only the appearance that seemed strange and ugly. One day, the boy rushed home to home and buried her face in her mother's arms crying. He knows life is full of her son disappointment and tragedy. The boy was sobbing saying, "A little big man taunting me. He said I was being weird." The boy grew up. He was quite handsome with a disability. He also loved his school friends. He also developed his talent in music and writing. He wanted to be class president. His mother warned, "you will not be hanging out with other teens?" But in the heart of the mother felt sorry for him. One day the boy's father met with a doctor who can transplant her ear. "I believe I can move her ears. But there must be someone who is willing to donate his ears," said the doctor.

Later, the boy's parents began looking for anyone who would sacrifice the ears and donate it to them. Several months had passed. And it's time to call their son, "Son, a man who did not want to be known has been willing to donate his ears to you. We must immediately send you to the hospital for surgery. However, all this is very confidential." said the father. Operation a success. A new man was born. Great musical talent that turned into genius. He also received many awards from his school. Some time later he was married and worked as a diplomat. He met his father, "Well, I must know who has been willing to sacrifice it all to me. He has done something great but I did not return the favor." His father replied, "I'm sure you'll be able to repay the kindness of people who have given ear." After a moment his father continued, "In accordance with the agreement, not the time for you to know all these secrets." Years passed. Both parents had kept him a secret.

Until one day it was a sad moment for the family. On that day the father and son were standing on the edge of his mother's coffin had just died. By slowly and gently stroked her hair the father's body lying dead mother, then menyibaknya that appeared ... that the mother does not have ears. "She once said that he was glad to lengthen hair," whispered his father. "And no one realized that he had lost little of her beauty is not it?"
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True beauty lies not on appearance but the body inside. The ultimate treasure lies not in what could be seen, but on what can not be seen. True love does not lie in what has been done known, but in what has been done but not known.