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Friday, December 4, 2009

Humming Bird


Under the shadow of a reddish tree it was playing a pretty little humming bird, when suddenly a huge cloud came by and said : “ humming bird, humming bird what are you doing so lonely over there? Come with me and I´ll turn you into a cloud and then you´ll see how beautiful is to go round and round the world”.
- But my mother awaits for me at home, and I want to see the world by her side, tell me traveller cloud can you promise me that when I become a cloud my mother will be a mountain and I will rest on her snowy top?
- No, I cannot promise such thing.
- Thank you then, and good luck on your way.
The wind that had heard everything came close and said : “humming bird, humming bird what are you doing so lonely over there? I could turn you into a breeze, we will play all day and all night, we won´t have rules or punishments, we´ll be so free!”.
- But if I go away with you can you promise me that I will come home every night to sleep between my mom´s warm wings?
- No, I can´t promise you that.
- Thank you then, and good luck on your way.

Flying over here and over there the humming bird got to a seashore and saw a playful wave appear and disappear, but it finally got close and said : “humming bird, humming bird what are you doing so lonely over there? don´t you want to come away with me and be a wave so we can travell through the oceans to fight with pirates, to look for treasures, to dance with dolphins and sing along with the mermaids?”.
- if I go away with you can you promise me that at the end of the day, when I feel tired or scared my mother will be a beautiful beach and she will cover me up on her soft sand?
- No, I cannot promise you that.
- Thank you then, and good luck on your way.

Flying over here and over there the humming bird returned home, and his mother said : “ humming bird, humming bird why are you so late?
- Today, a cloud, the wind and a wave invited me to go away with them, they spoke about journeys, games and adventures, but I didn´t want to go with them because I would have to go without you.
- Humming bird, humming bird, my little humming bird, I know one day you shall fly away, but I can promise you I will always be by your side; I´ll be the wind under wich you will fly, I´ll be the blooming tree on wich you will rest at night, and whenever you miss me , just remember I will be the sun that will hold you from dawn to dusk. And, at night, if you ever feel scared I will be moonlight that will calm your dreams. Humming bird, humming bird, my little humming bird, don´t you ever be afraight to see the world, because I will be around. And, if one day you want to return to me and for some reason you can´t find the way back, just listen inside of you, because I will be the rithm of your heart, and we will always be toghether in there, that will be our everlasting home.

The end

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Monday, November 16, 2009

FORREST GUMP GOES TO HEAVEN

The day finally arrived.
Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.
He is at the Pearly Gates, met by St. Peter himself. However, the gates are closed, and
Forrest approaches the gatekeeper.
St. Peter said,
"Well, Forrest, it is certainly good to see you.
We have heard a lot about you.
I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and we have been administering an entrance examination
for everyone.
The test is short, but you have to pass it
before you can get into Heaven."
Forrest responds,
"It sure is good to be here, St. Peter, sir.
But, nobody ever told me about any entrance exam.
I sure hope that the test ain't too hard.
Life was a big enough test as it was."
St. Peter continued,
"Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions.

First:
What two days of the week begin with the letter T?
Second:
How many seconds are there in a year?
Third:
What is God's first name?"



Forrest leaves to think the questions over.
He returns the next day and
sees St. Peter,
who waves him up, and says,
"Now that you have had a chance to think
the questions over, tell me your answers"
Forrest replied,
"Well, the first one --
which two days in the week begins with the letter "T"?
Shucks, that one is easy.
That would be Today and Tomorrow."
The Saint's eyes opened wide and
he exclaimed,
"Forrest, that is not what I was thinking, but
you do have a point, and
I guess I did not specify, so
I will give you credit for that answer."
"How about the next one?" asked St. Peter
"How many seconds in a year?
Now that one is harder," replied Forrest, but
I thunk and thunk about that, and
I guess the only answer can be twelve."
Astounded, St.. Peter said,
"Twelve? Twelve?
Forrest, how in Heaven's name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"
Forrest replied,
"Shucks, there's got to be twelve:
January 2nd, February 2nd, March 2nd ... "
"Hold it," interrupts St. Peter.
"I see where you are going with this, and
I see your point,
though that was not quite what I had in mind ... but
I will have to give you credit for that one, too.
Let us go on with the third and final question.
Can you tell me God's first name"?
"Sure," Forrest replied,
"it's Andy."
"Andy?"
exclaimed an exasperated and frustrated St Peter.
"Ok, I can understand how you
came up with your answers to my first two questions, but just how in the world did you come up with the name
Andy as the first name of God?"
"Shucks, that was the easiest one of all,"
Forrest replied.
"I learnt it from the song,
'ANDY WALKS WITH ME,
ANDY TALKS WITH ME,
ANDY TELLS ME I AM HIS OWN.' " St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates and said: "Run, Forrest, run!"