Donkey's Attitude

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.

He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

MORAL :
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.

2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happens.

3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less from people but more from God.


Cheers.

My Father is the Best :)

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When I was 4 Yrs Old : My father is THE BEST
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When I was 6 Yrs Old : My father seems to know everyone
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When I was 10 Yrs Old : My father is excellent but he is short tempered
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When I was 12 Yrs Old : My father was nice when I was little
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When I was 14 Yrs Old : My father started being too sensitive
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When I was 16 Yrs Old : My father can't keep up with modern time
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When I was 18 Yrs Old : My father is getting less tolerant as the days pass by
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When I was 20 Yrs Old : It is too hard to forgive my father, how could my Mum stand him all these years
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>When I was 25 Yrs Old : My father seems to be objecting to everything I do
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When I was 30 Yrs Old: It's very difficult to be in agreement with my father, I wonder if my Grandfather was troubled by my father when he was a youth

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When I was 40 Yrs Old: My father brought me up with a lot of discipline, I must do the same
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When I was 45 Yrs Old: I am puzzled, how did my father manage to raise all of us
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When I was 50 Yrs Old : It's rather difficult to control my kids, how much did my father suffer for the sake of upbringing and protecting us
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When I was 55 Yrs Old: My father was far looking and had wide plans for us, he was gentle and outstanding..
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When I became 60 Yrs Old: My father is THE BEST
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Note that it took 56 Yrs to complete the cycle and return to the starting point 'My father is THE BEST '
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Let's be good to our parents before it's too late and pray to God that our own children will treat us even better than the way we treated our parents.

And I will come again, my luve… By Robbie Burns

My luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June;
My luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my Dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile!