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A Nigerian Lady got married to a Chinese guy and gave birth to a  son. unfortunately the baby died after some weeks of his birth.

While every one was sympathizing, the lady's mother started screaming all of a sudden, saying " i knew it! i knew it! perplexed by that, the sympathizers asked curiously, thinking she's going to confess she was the witch- "what did you know about the death of your grandson?" "i know china product don't last", answered the mother, "don't you see the  phones they produce."

The hedgehog and the fox

Mr fox claim to know many things but the hedgehog knows one big thing. The fox is a cunning creature able to devise myriads of complex strategies for sneak attack upon the hedgehog. Day in day out the fox circles around the hedgehogs den waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on the innocent hedgehog.

Fast, sleek , beautiful, fleet of foot and crafty- the fox looks like the winner.

The hedgehog on the other hand is a dowdier creature, looking like a genetic porcupine and a small armadillo. He waddles along, going about his routinely day, searching for lunch and taking care of his home.

The fox wait patiently in cunning silence at the juncture in the trail to waylay, though pretending as if he is doing his own business. The hedgehog minding his own business, wanders right into the path of the fox.

“Aha I’ve got you now! Thinks the fox” he leaps out bounding across the ground, lighting fast. The little hedgehog sensing danger looks up and thinks, “here we go again. Will he ever learn?”Rolling up into a perfect little ball, the hedgehog becomes a  sphere of sharp spikes, pointing outward in all directions. The fox bounding towards his prey, sees the hedgehog defense and calls off the attack each day.

Despite the greater cunning of the fox, the hedgehog always wins.

Lessons and morals

Be focus. Don’t be like the fox who pursues many ends at the same time and see the world in all its complexity yet achieve very little. Sometimes its good you integrate your thinking into one overall concept. Be organized

One sure plan is better than a thousand options.

A story of a born sicklier

Anthony Burgess. At forty, was confirmed by his doctor that he has only one more year to live. Just one year . He had a brain tumor that would kill him within a year. He knew he had a battle at hand. He was completely broke at this time as he had nothing to leave behind for his unborn child and wife, soon to be a widow.

Burgess never in his life time thought he could be a professional novelist, but he always knew the potentials was inside him to become a writer.

So for the sole purpose of leaving a royalty behind for his family, he put a piece of paper into a typewriter and began writing. He had no certainty that it would even be publish before his time lapse on earth, but he couldn't think of anything else to do.

“It was January 1960” he said “and according to prognosis, I had a winter and spring and summer to live through and would die with the fail of the leaf”. In that time he wrote energetically, finishing five and a half novels before the year ran through.

But as God's wisdom will prove medical verdict wrong, Burgess did not die.(it wasn’t told how the miracle happened) His sickness has gone into remission and then disappeared altogether. In his long and full life as a novelist (he is best known for clockwork orange). He wrote more than 70 books, but without the death sentence from cancer he may not have written at all. Today he has properties worth millions of dollars!

Lessons:

Don’t be a victim of circumstance.

I reasoned that the trauma would have killed him quicker if he did not channel it to achieving success. Indeed he turned his pain to prosperity as he overlooked his ill condition (circumstance).

Man is a function of what he hears- the news you access is what defines the changes in your life. He is a function of what he thinks- as a man think, so he is. He is a function of what he believes- what you believe will influence how you behave.

Never allow your circumstance to limit you in any way. If you are limited in mind, you will be limited in life. I'm sure you must have heard about the millionaire without arms and the likes of others.

Mother’s sacrifice

My mom only had one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell… anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.

I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school… “Your mom only has one eye?!” and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, “Mom, why don’t you have the other eye?! You’re only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don’t you just die?” My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me, but I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

That night… I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I’m living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me “What?! Who’s this?!” It was my mother… Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.

And I asked her, “Who are you? I don’t know you!!” as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her “How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out of here now!!” And to this, my mother quietly answered, “oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,” and she disappeared. Thank goodness… she doesn’t recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn’t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me… one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house…just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand…. it was a letter to me.

She wrote:

My son, I think my life has been long enough now. And… I won’t visit Seoul anymore… but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school…. For you… I’m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you. You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye… so I gave you mine… I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, ‘it’s because he loves me.’ I miss the times when you were still young around me. I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.

My World Shattered.  I hated the person who only lived for me .   I cried for My Mother, I didn’t know of any way that will make up for my worst deeds…

Lesson: 
 Never Ever hate anyone for their disabilities.  Never disrespect your parents, don’t ignore and under estimate their sacrifices.  They give us life, they raise us better than they had been, they give and keep trying to give better than they ever had.  They never wish unwell for their kids even in their wildest dreams.  They always try showing right path and being motivator.  Parents give up all for kids, forgive all mistakes made by kids.  There is no way to repay what they done for kids, all we can do is try giving what they need and it is just time, love and respect.

HIV Vs Fake dollar

A man visited a prostitute and after sleeping with her, he paid her due and hurriedly  climbed down the stair case to board his car. While the prostitute stood at the balcony with a smile biding him bye, he kick-start his car and wound down the glass and told the prostitute that the dollar he gave her was a fake but to his surprise the lady was still smiling, believing she didn't hear him, he audibly said "i paid you with a fake dollar" and the lady replied"it doesn't matter, you equally contracted HIV AIDS"