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DO U HATE SOMEONE?
DO U HATE SOMEONE?
A Nice story with a good moral. Please go through.
A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game.
The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes.
Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates,
So the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.
So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week.
Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended....
The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?". The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.
Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime???"
Moral of the story: Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry sins for a lifetime. Forgiving others is the best attitude to take!
True love is not loving a perfect person but loving an imperfect person perfectly!!
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A TOUCHING LOVE STORY
10th Grade:-
As I sat there in English class,
I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called 'best friend'.
I stared at her long, silky hair,
And wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that,
And I knew it.
After class,
She walked up to me and asked me for
The notes she had missed the day before.
I handed them to her.She said 'thanks'
And gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
11th grade:-The phone rang. On the other end,
It was her. She was in tears,
Mumbling on and on about how
Her love had broke her heart.
She asked me to come over
Because she didn't want to be alone, So I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her
Soft eyes, wishing she was mine.
After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,
And three bags of chips,
She decided to go home.
She looked at me, said 'thanks'
And gave me a kiss
On the cheek..I want to tell her,
I want her to know that
I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Senior year:-One fine day she walked to my locker.
'My date is sick' she said,
'hes not gonna go' well,
I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,
We made a promise that
If neither of us had dates,
We would go together just as 'best friends'.
So we did.
That night, after everything was over,
I was standing at her front door step.
I stared at her as She smiled at me
And stared at me with her crystal eyes.
Then she said- 'I had the best time, thanks!'
And gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Graduation:-A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body
Floated like an angel
Up on stage to get her diploma.
I wanted her to be mine-but
She didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home,
She came to me in her smock and hat,
And cried as I hugged her.
Then she lifted her head from my shoulder
And said- 'you're my best friend,
Thanks''s and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Marriage:-Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That girl is getting married now.
And drive off to her new life,
Married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine,
But she didn't see me like that,
And I knew it.
But before she drove away,
She came to me and said 'you came !'.
She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Death:-Years passed, I looked down at the coffin
Of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'.
At the service, they read a diary entry
She had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read:
'I stare at him wishing he was mine,
But he doesn't notice me like that,
And I know it.
I want to tell him,
I want him to know that
I don't want to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me !
..........'I wish I did too...'
As I sat there in English class,
I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called 'best friend'.
I stared at her long, silky hair,
And wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that,
And I knew it.
After class,
She walked up to me and asked me for
The notes she had missed the day before.
I handed them to her.She said 'thanks'
And gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
11th grade:-The phone rang. On the other end,
It was her. She was in tears,
Mumbling on and on about how
Her love had broke her heart.
She asked me to come over
Because she didn't want to be alone, So I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her
Soft eyes, wishing she was mine.
After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,
And three bags of chips,
She decided to go home.
She looked at me, said 'thanks'
And gave me a kiss
On the cheek..I want to tell her,
I want her to know that
I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Senior year:-One fine day she walked to my locker.
'My date is sick' she said,
'hes not gonna go' well,
I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,
We made a promise that
If neither of us had dates,
We would go together just as 'best friends'.
So we did.
That night, after everything was over,
I was standing at her front door step.
I stared at her as She smiled at me
And stared at me with her crystal eyes.
Then she said- 'I had the best time, thanks!'
And gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Graduation:-A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body
Floated like an angel
Up on stage to get her diploma.
I wanted her to be mine-but
She didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home,
She came to me in her smock and hat,
And cried as I hugged her.
Then she lifted her head from my shoulder
And said- 'you're my best friend,
Thanks''s and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Marriage:-Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That girl is getting married now.
And drive off to her new life,
Married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine,
But she didn't see me like that,
And I knew it.
But before she drove away,
She came to me and said 'you came !'.
She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know
That I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
Death:-Years passed, I looked down at the coffin
Of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'.
At the service, they read a diary entry
She had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read:
'I stare at him wishing he was mine,
But he doesn't notice me like that,
And I know it.
I want to tell him,
I want him to know that
I don't want to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy,
And I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me !
..........'I wish I did too...'
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