One of the stories circling around the Internet that I can relate to is the story between a pregnant dog and a pregnant elephant. I have wanted something so badly, but it is not yet given to me. I hope in the right time, it will come.
Here is the story:
“An elephant and a dog became pregnant at the same time. Three months down the line, the dog gave birth to six puppies. Six months later the dog was pregnant again, and nine months on it gave birth to another dozen puppies. The pattern continued.
On the 18th month the dog approached the elephant questioning: “Are you sure that you are pregnant? We became pregnant on the same date. I have given birth three times to a dozen puppies and they are now grown to become big dogs, yet you are still pregnant. What’s going on? The elephant replied: “There is something I want you to understand. What I am carrying is not a puppy but an elephant. I only give birth to one in two years. When my baby hits the ground, the earth feels it. When my baby crosses the road, human beings stop and watch in admiration. What I carry draws attention. So what I’m carrying is mighty and great.”
Don’t lose faith when you see others receive answers to their prayers. Don’t be envious of others’ testimony. If you haven’t received your own blessings, don’t despair. Say to yourself, “My time is coming, and when it hits the surface of the earth, people shall yield in admiration.
I first learned about Facebook in 2007. One of my closest friends invited me to join or sign up. At that time, Friendster was quite popular. Myspace as well. But, Yahoo Messenger was dominating the chatting/messaging world.
I signed up and tried to invite my work colleagues. I had even a contest with another colleague I invited: Who between the two of us could get more Facebook friends in a short period of time would win.
Of course he won. He knew a lot of people. He was a part-time make-up artist and had a lot of clients, plus he was quite popular at school as his Mama was a teacher. It was a fun game though.
Anyway right now, most of the Facebook users are unhappier and lonelier. Based on my Facebook friends’ posts, some bragged about what they have or where they were, for example, what new expensive things they just bought, what brand they’re wearing, where outside the country they currently are, etc.
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Reading an English book from cover to cover has always been my aim or part of my to-do list that I thought would never happen.
When I was in high school, I read Filipino romance novels. I could finish reading two or three in a day because the number of pages for each was normally up to 140 or 150.
The writers did not really write much. They did not like to stretch the story or maybe it was a requirement for publication.
Love stories. Who would not like to read love stories? I would borrow the novels from classmates or schoolmates and return when done or pass to another classmate or schoolmate until the whole class or school read them. Continue reading “Books I Have Read”
A young couple declared their love for each other on social media, mostly on Facebook because the other one uses free data.
Their respective families, friends, relatives, classmates, schoolmates, colleagues at work, neighbors, acquaintances, and others were witnesses to their immense love for each other.
The girl would post about how she misses him. How she wished he’s there hugging and kissing her, instead of talking to each other on Skype or Messenger. The guy would then post about how he loves her so much and if only she’s with him in a desert country but promises financial stabilization and wonderful future.
Continue reading “A Long Distance Relationship That Didn’t Last”
Two most powerful words…
As Andrew Merle defines it from his post How to Have an Attitude of Gratitude on Huffpost, “An attitude of gratitude means making it a habit to express thankfulness and appreciation in all parts of your life, on a regular basis, for both the big and small things alike.”
Some people have a habit of expressing their appreciation while some get used to the help, the gifts, or favor that they can no longer appreciate it anymore.
Continue reading “Thank You”