Posredujem,

ARS


Nekoč je živel par z 12 let starim fantom in oslom.

Odločili so se, da bodo potovali, delali in spoznali svet. Tako so odpotovali vsi trije z oslom vret. Prišli so v prvo vas in ljudje so komentirali: »poglejte tistega fanta, sploh ni lepo vzgojen…on sedi lepo na oslu, njegovi ubogi starši, že ostareli, ki ga porivajo.«

Žena reče možu: "ne bomo dovolili, da ljudje grdo govorijo o najinem otroku." Mož je posadil otroka na tla in se sam povzpel na osla.

Ko so prispeli v drugo vas so ljudje mrmrali: "poglejte, sram naj bo tipa…pusti, da otrok in uboga žena porivata osla, med tem ko je on komot v sedlu".

Odločili so se, da se bo žena povzpela na osla, med tem ko bosta oče in sin držala uzdo za vlečenje osla.

Prišli so v tretjo vas in ljudje so komentirali: "ubogi človek! delal je cel dan, sedaj pa pusti, da je žena zlezla na osla. In ubogi sin, kdo ve kaj ga še čaka s tako mamo!

Zmenili in odločili so se, da se bodo vsi trije povzpeli na osla za novo nadaljevanje svoje poti.

Prispeli so v naslednjo vas in poslušali kaj pravijo vaščani: pošasti so, bolj pošasti kot osel, ki jih nosi. Mu bodo hrbet zlomili!

Na koncu se obupani odločijo, da bodo vsi trije stopili z osla in hodili ob oslu, ampak ko so šli skozi naslednjo vas, niso mogli verjeti govoricam ljudi, ki so se jim smejali: "poglejte tiste tri idiote: hodijo, tudi če imajo osla, ki bi jih lahko nosil!"

NAUK ZGODBE: Zmeraj te bodo kritizirali, govorili slabo, grdo o tebi in bo težko spoznati koga, ki mu boš všeč takšen kot si. Torej, živi kot verjameš, delaj kar ti pravi srce….tisto kar želiš….ampak življenje je kot igra v gledališču, ki nima začetnih vaj. Tako torej: poj, smej se, pleši, ljubi…in globoko uživaj vsak trenutek tvojega življenja…preden pade zastor in se predstava konča brez aplavzov.

Charlie Chaplin je rekel, da: "potrebujemo le eno minuto, da opazimo posebno osebo, eno uro da jo spoštujemo in celo življenje, da jo pozabimo".

Vzemi si čas za življenje!

PRIJATELJ JE SONCE BREZ ZAHODA!

Irish Luck

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."

"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.

"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.

"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.

"I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of." And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

What saved his life this time? Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.

His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.


Someone once said: "What goes around comes around."


Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth.


It's National Friendship Week.
Send this to everyone you consider A FRIEND.
Pass this on, and brighten someone's day.


May there always be work for your hands to do;
May your purse always hold a coin or two;
May the sun always shine on your windowpane;
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain;
May the hand of a friend always be near you;
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

Hey Dad," one of my kids asked the other day, "What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?"

"We didn't have fast food when I was growing up," I informed him. "All the food was slow."

"C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?"

"It was a place called 'at home,'" I explained. "Grandma cooked every day and when Grandpa got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it."

By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table. But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:

Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis, set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card. In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card. The card was good only at Sears Roebuck. Or maybe it was Sears AND Roebuck. Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.

My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow). We didn't have a television in our house until I was 11, but my grandparents had one before that. It was, of course, black and white, but they bought a piece of colored plastic to cover the screen. The top third was blue, like the sky, and the bottom third was green, like grass. The middle third was red. It was perfect for programs that had scenes of fire trucks riding across someone's lawn on a sunny day. Some people had a lens taped to the front of the TV to make the picture look larger.

I was 13 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called "pizza pie." When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It's still the best pizza I ever had.

We didn't have a car until I was 15. Before that, the only car in our family was my grandfather's Ford. He called it a "machine."

I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.

Pizzas were not delivered to our home. But milk was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers. I delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which I got to keep 2 cents. I had to get up at 4 AM every morning. On Saturday, I had to collect the 42 cents from my customers. My favorite customers were the ones who gave me 50 cents and told me to keep the change. My least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.

Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. Touching someone else's tongue with yours was called French kissing and they didn't do that in movies. I don't know what they did in French movies. French movies were dirty and we weren't allowed to see them.

If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.

Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?

In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday.

Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, she said it was "exciting." Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day... like her breasts. They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first. The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words!

Maya Angelou said this:

"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."

"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights."

"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life."

"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as "making a life"."

"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance."

"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back."

"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision."

"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one."

"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back."

"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."

"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."

Zgodba pripoveduje, da je nekoč sedel na pločniku neki slepi mož, ki je k nogam postavil klobuk in  poleg leseno tablo, na kateri je bilo s kredo napisano:

»Prosim, pomagajte mi, slep sem.«

Neki ustvarjalni tržnik je šel mimo, se ustavil, in gledal tisto malenkost drobiža, ki je bila v klobuku. Ne da bi prosil za dovoljenje, je vzel leseno tablico in na drugo stran napisal novo sporočilo. Tablo je postavil k nogam ubožca ter odšel.

Popoldne je šel tržnik znova mimo moža, ki je prosil miloščino. Videl je, da je bil sedaj  njegov klobuk poln bankovcev in drobiža. Slepemu možu je bila njegova hoja znana, zato ga je vprašal, če je on tisti,ki je napisal nov napis, in predvsem, kaj je napisal.

Tržnik je odgovoril: »Nič takega, kar ne bi bilo tako resnično, kakor je bil tvoj napis, ampak  z drugimi besedami.« Smehljaje je nadaljeval svojo pot. Slepi mož ni nikoli zvedel, da je novi napis imel naslednjo vsebino:

»Danes je pomlad in jaz je ne morem videti.«


KO NAM NEKAJ NE USPE, ZAMENJAJMO STRATEGIJO/SPOROČILO IN MOGOČE NAM BO NOVI NAČIN BOLJ USPEL.

Vsaka sprememba prenovi naše življenje.


Želim nam najlepšo pomlad,

ARS

M a m e

Mama i tata su gledali TV u trenutku kada je mama rekla "Umorna sam, kasno je, idem spavati."

Otišla je do kuhinje napraviti sendviče za sutrašnji ručak. Napunila je zdjelu sa kokicama, ispekla meso, provjerila kakvo je stanje sa kornfleksom, stavila žličice, šećer i šalice za kavu, za naredno jutro. Zatim je još malo spremala po kuhinji, vratila bežični telefon na njegovo mjesto i imenik u ladicu u kojoj stoji. Zalila je biljke, ispraznila kantu za smeće i okačila veš da se suši.

Malo se istezala, pa je zatim krenula ka spavaćoj sobi. Zaustavila se pored stola, napisala poruku učiteljici, ostavila nešto novca za izlet i podigla knjigu koja je zapala iza stola. Napisala je rođendansku čestitku prijatelju, upakirala je u kovertu i na nju napisala poruku za cvjećara koji će nositi tu čestitku. Zatim je stavila pored torbe. Mama je potom oprala lice, stavila razne kozmetičke preparate, oprala zube i nalakirala nokte ...

Tata joj se obratio: "Učinilo mi se da sam čuo da ideš u krevet?"
"Krenula sam."

Zatim je nasula vodu u zdjelu za psa, istjerala mačku napolje, uvjerila se da su sva vrata zaključana i da su svjetla pogašena. Ušuškala je djecu, odnijela njihov prljav veš do mašine i popričala malo sa njima. Konačno je ušla u svoju sobu, uključila alarm za buđenje, izvadila odjeću koju će obuci sutra. Dodala je još 3 obaveze na listu od 6 najbitnijih obaveza za sutrašnji dan. Pomolila se, postavila ciljeve za sutrašnji dan.

Tata je za to vrijeme ugasio televizor i u sebi izgovorio "Idem u krevet".
I bez razmišljanja je otišao u krevet ...

Da li primjećujete nešto neobično ovdje? Pitate se zašto žene žive duže?
Živimo duže zato sto uvijek imamo još obaveza koje treba završiti..

Proslijedi ovu poruku ka 5 žena još danas, voljeće te zbog toga.
A onda na spavanje ................................


ARS

Ne vem, zdi se mi, da smo jo nekje že mel ...
A je tko luštkana,

ARS


Ko je astronavt Neil Armstrong kot prvi clovek stopil na Luno, je izrekel znameniti stavek:
"Majhen korak za cloveka, velik skok za clovestvo".

Sledilo je se nekaj drugih stavkov, vecinoma pa je slo za obicajno komunikacijo z ostalimi vesoljci in
kontrolo poleta v Houstonu. A predno se je s povrsja Lune vrnil v Apollo 11, je izrekel tudi zanimiv stavek:
"Srecno, gospod Gorsky!".

Mnogi ljudje so menili, da se stavek navezuje na kaksnega rivalskega sovjetskega kozmonavta.
A po poizvedovanjih ni bil noben Gorsky vkljucen niti v sovjetski niti v ameriski vesoljski program.

Se leta kasneje so mnogi sprasevali Armstronga, kaj je takrat mislil s stavkom,
"Srecno, gospod Gorsky", a Armstrong se je vedno le nasmehnil ...

Armstrong je imel 5. julija 1995 v Tampa Bayu na Floridi intervju in novinar je zopet privlekel
na dan tudi to 26 let staro uganko. Armstrong se je omehcal - gospod Gorsky je malo pred tem
umrl - zato se je Armstrong odlocil, da razkrije skrivnost.

Ko je bil se otrok, je v blizini doma dostikrat igral baseball s prijatelji.
Njegov prijatelj je nekoc mocno odbil zogico, ki je poletela na vrt k
sosedu, v blizino okna spalnice. Soseda sta bila gospod in gospa Gorsky.

Armstrong se je odpravil po zogico. Ko se je priblizal oknu njune spalnice,
je slisal gospo Gorsky, ki je kricala na moza:

"Oralni seks! Ti hoces oralni seks!? Dobil ga bos, ko bo sosedov mulc hodil po Luni!"