Hubby: Why are you buying face powder? You’re allergic to powder!
Wife : Just wait till we get home.
(Upon reaching home, wife sprinkled the face powder along the window sills and other corners of the house.)
Hubby: What are you doing?
Wife : The ants will not come back. They are also allergic to powder, like me!
Do you know the best way to make easy money? Here is a story.
Whenever Cristina needs or wants money, she will go to her grandmother who dotes on her very much because she is a favorite. Employed in a decent paying company and already has the economic power to buy things for herself and indulge in a few luxuries like high tech gadgets, expensive clothes, shoes and accessories, and eating out in full service restaurants, Cristina never forgets to let her grandmother pay for some of her expenses. Who should question her? She is her favorite and besides she is her grandmother. Never mind the other grandchildren. It must be her and her alone.
One will know when she needs money. She will comb her grandma’s hair or touch or hug her, which is void of sincerity actually but has to be done. She will stay in her room and talk to her about anything, taking a ride at whatever story her grandma will be telling. After all being patient has its prize.
Of course, there are times she buys pasalubong for her grandma or tokens. These, too, will be equivalent to a much larger amount of money, even ten times bigger.
Nobody does what she does in their family. It takes guts and the absence of real love and conscience.
We played sungka together when we were kids, my cousin and I. He is paraplegic and walked always with his wooden braces. He loves to challenge me with playing sungka and he never won. This had made him all the more wanting to play sungka so that he can beat me. We had fun that summer. I guess we jived together, him - a disabled boy and me - an insecure adolescent. But we jived and we tell each other stories about life and values. Nobody among our cousins want to talk to any of us. That had made us friends.
When I reminisce those times, I look back and smile. We still talk to each other and exchange SMS. We see each other once in a while. We remained friends. He had remained a friend despite his status quo> My cousin is now a prominent political figure.
One day, someone knocked at the door of a disabled (half-body paralyzed). It was a burly man who handed the disabled a letter that says:
To whom it may concern:
This is to appeal from your benevolence. The Christian Youth Organization, **** Chapter will have a fund-raising project for their annual Summer Basketball Fest which will be held on the first month of the second quarter of this year.
In this regard, we would like to solicit any amount which you would lovingly share. This will greatly help these teens develop love, camaraderie and unity.
Signed,
Chairman
Christian Youth Organization
Enraged, the disabled returned the letter and said, “Look, I am less than capable of earning money but I just don’t ask money. I work to be useful!”
The burly man went away without a word.
The family cannot even afford to buy a school pair of shoes. What he has is an old pair of rubber shoes.
He consoles himself with the fact that he was chosen as candidate for the essay contest in English. It was a grueling half-day, then the announcement of the winners came.
It did not even surprise him that he won first place. Then everybody was congratulating him. One of them asked, “Hey, you won! Why are you not smiling?”
“Because my shoes are smiling.”
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