Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Ugly Duck Turn Into Swan

          Once upon a time in a lovely pond with full of delicate flowers and alluring water, lives a group of ducks. They love to swim on the lake. But one of them is always alone, her name is Bella. She is the ugliest duck in their group. She have nasty feather while the other ducks have a gorgeous feather and a pretty face. The way she looks no one likes to go with her to swim. She is always alone and don’t have any friends.

            “Oh! Look at her she’s so ugly!” the other duck said. “Yes, she’s not supposed to live here. She’s so ugly!” and they laugh. Bella heard it and it hurts her feelings.

            On that day she asked her mother. “Mom, am I ugly?” Her Mom said, “No baby. You’re beautiful. You’re my princess.” “Then why I have no friends? They don’t like me because I’m ugly. They said that I’m ugly and I’m not supposed to live here, in this beautiful place.” Bella said. Her mom hug her tight while saying, “you’re not ugly my dear. Don’t listen to them.” “No mom! I’m ugly! I want to be like them!” she cried and cried and rashly swims to the lake. Her mom can’t stop her.

            When she tired of swimming, she rest. Then she never knew where she was. She’s not aware that she swims far because she cried while swimming. “Where am I?” she shouts and shout but no one can hear her. She’s screaming because of too much fear. She didn’t know what to do. She cried until she fell asleep.

            When she woke up in the morning she saw a fairy. She shout because she night it will hurt her. Then the fairy talk, “Don’t be afraid. I will not harm you. I’m a fairy, I’m Fay.” Bella was shocked because it is the first time she saw a fairy. “I’m Bella. Where am I?” she asked. “You’re here in my beautiful paradise.” “Why you called it beautiful? It’s not beautiful. It’s ugly like me; this is the place where I should belong.” Bella said. “No. the inner beauty is not seen in its physical appearance but in inner beauty itself. Why are you here?” fairy asked. “I really don’t know. I just know that I swim fast to escape in our place because other ducks don’t like me because I’m ugly.” She said.

            Days go by and fairy saw that she is kind and have a big heart. She embraces the place without a doubt to live there. Then the fairy decided to gave her a reward. She makes Bella the most beautiful swan. “Thank you fairy! Thank you so much.” She can’t believe that she is now beautiful. “It’s about time for you to go home. Your mother will surely finding you.” The fairy said. Then Bella went home.

            When she got home, the other looked at her and didn’t notice her. They’re all shocked when they saw Bella. And now Bella have a lot of friends. Thanks to fairy for making her beautiful. now, she's the most beautiful in their place.

Life is a Blank Book

            Can you imagine yourself as a writer? As an author? You may have a doubt that you can do it, try to lose that doubt, be certain. Visualize your life as a book and that book is blank. Now, it is blank but you as the author you can compose the story you want, the way you want your life to be.

            Take your colorful pens, your pencils, your crayons and begin to write and draw your life on that empty book. Create it with joy. Create it with love. Imagine the pages of your book being filled with spirit just the way you desire. Forget about the imperfections just enjoy it, do whatever you want!

            That’s hoe you create your life! Happy….intense…brilliant! Even so, the key is this; you have to put faith in it so that you can achieve it. You have the freedom to make it happen. Believe in it!

            Do you want to travel around the world? Do you want a stable job? Do you want to have peace in your life? Or do you want to see yourself raising your own family? Imagine those things. Make it happen.

            Not that complicated, isn’t it? Life is that simple.

            If you want something colorful to happen in your life, start with simple things. If you imagine your life you want it to be, do the action. Make it happen! Spend time to achieve your goals. Don’t rush on it. One step at a time, slow but surely. The accomplishment of your dreams depends on how you badly want it to happen and how much effort you put in it.

            You might encounter some obstacles in your journey like doubt, fear and maybe pessimists that will claim your dream to be impossible and unacceptable. Don’t listen to them! Be optimistic! You are the one who is creating your life.

            Live your life to the fullest!


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

My Bestfriend

You made me laugh when I cried so hard
You gave me bracelets to cover my scars
You held me close when I was so cold
You offered a comforting hand to hold

You picked me up whenever I fell
You showed me heaven when I was blinded by hell
You answered my calls in the darkened night
You gave me the reasons to hold on and fight

You rescued me when I was drowning in pain
You placed me back on the right path again
You loved me forever and stayed by my side
You entered my heart as an angel to guide

You may not be with me so much anymore
But I know you will leave open a beckoning door
I miss you so much but I'll fight till the end
I love you so much my Bestest friend.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Trusting You

At first I don't trust you
because you might hurt me too.
Darling, I feel sorry for you,
for not trusting you.

Please do understand me
It's hard to trust somebody.
it takes time for me to adjust
to trust you at last.

I feel that you love me
and you're willing to wait me.
You did everything to gain trust,
the trust that will last.

Now that you gain my trust,
please be careful with my heart.
I wish that you'll be the last guy,
that I'll love for life.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Haiku poems

Leaves are falling down
Because wind are pierce and wild
and tree went so sad.
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Angel brought me here,
for you to believe in him
he exist, trust me.
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I don't want to cry,
it makes me ugly and sad,
I just want to smile.
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"BER" month is coming,
and children are excited
for gifts and money.
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 Money gives you power
but cannot buy happiness,
 still you're not happy.
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Monday, August 15, 2011

Until I Met You








Before I met you,
I thought I was happy,
and I was,
but I had never known
the rich contentment,
deep satisfaction,
and total fulfillment
you brought to me
when you came into my life.

Before I met you,
I felt a lot of things,
good things,
but I had never experienced
the indescribably intense
feelings I have for you.

Before I met you,
I thought I knew myself,
and I did,
but you looked deep inside me
and found fresh new things
for us to share.

Before I met you,
I thought I knew about love,
but I didn’t,
until I met you.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

4 Qualities of a Mature Person

Not many of us can accept criticism that when faced to judgment, we tend to be offensive or defensive to avoid being faulty or to prove a point.  On the other hand, if challenged by trials, we have self-pity and stress that leads to depression.
Mature people, however, can handle all reproofs and hardship of life with grace by having these qualities:
1.                    Integrity
Committed to the truth regardless how much it hurts.
Willing to tell the truth even if humiliating and difficult.
2.                   Responsible
Take accountability of its own action.
Has humility to accept opinion and faults.
Can easily admit when their wrong.
3.                   Learner
has teachable spirit that is willing to listen and expand their perspective.
Have an open mind to hear counsel and respond to reproof
4.                   Available
Can be interrupted and accessible anytime.
They value and cherish a time well spent to people.

Monday, August 1, 2011

A Letter to my Father

To my dearest father,

            This is the first time I wrote a letter for you. You’re the best among the best father I ever know. We’re not that close like mama because I don’t know how to approach you. Maybe I’m afraid… yes I’m afraid. You’re strict but I know it’s for our own good. When you’re angry you don’t talk. You just stare at us and it makes us shake. For that simple stare I know that you’re mad. I’m afraid to do wrong because I know you will scolded me. But sometimes you teach me on how to do it so that next time I know what to do. You teach us on how to stand on our own, how to defend ourselves when in trouble, you teach us to be good. For that papa… Thank you. I’m not always said to you that word but deep inside my heart I am grateful to have a father like you. I am blessed and lucky to have a good family and good father like you. No words can express how much I love you. I can’t remember if I tell you that I love you. Maybe I’m not told it at all to you because I’m shy. Now I’m telling you… I love you papa! I love you so much. Thank you for all the sacrifices you have given to us, for the hard work to sustain our needs and most especially for your love. I promise to finish my study because I think that’s the only way to payback all of your sacrifices. I promise to take care of you when you get old. I will not forget all your teachings.