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2007-05-17T12:01:00.000-07:00

The Bride

A crisp, biting wind rustled through the carpet of fallen leaves, stirring them up in swirling patterns that no man could match. The whistle of the wind was broken only by the occasional cracking branch that a small animal accidentally stepped upon, on its way to a warm and safe location. It was into this haven of nature, with a soft step and graceful movement that would have been suitable for a princess, that she entered. She was like the queen of the woods, her dark green dress complimenting the brown and red colours surrounding her, her gentle footfalls barely stirring the dead branches and leaves, her hands brushing against the tall trees, and lightly running through some nearby bushes. It was like a shockwave then, when a sob escaped her delicate lips, the sound seemingly growing and echoing through the lonely forest. Her dark brown eyes were unfocused, remembering the horrible events that had just occurred. It could not be real, she refused to believe it. A tragedy beyond thought, a disaster that could never be fully described. How could death come so quickly and cruelly, snatching away the one that she loved so dearly. They were going to be married, tomorrow, at seven 'o clock. The invitations had been sent, all the guests were expected. How could she face the world, how could she even face her own reflection? She fell to her knees beside a small pool of stagnant water, the tears coming freely now, running down her cheeks and mixing with the liquid beneath her. She remembered his face, the vivid image flashing through her mind, faster than words could ever express. All the joy that was bound inside of the memories was quickly changing into grief, and it would never be able to revert back. The emotion was building inside of her, boiling up, and flowing out into that pool of water. That water, so unsympathetic, so heartless, just like the single bullet that had taken his life away, just like the killer behind the gun, driven mad by his loneliness. There would be no justice. His blood, which had come forth so easily, had been indistinguishable from the blood of the murderer. How could she go on? There was nothing to look forward to, nothing but the looks of pity, the hundreds of reporters flocking to news like a bunch of seagulls to French fries, the words of comfort that held none. She stayed there, even while the wind howled around her, leaves flying against that anguished face, and continuing on, in patterns of indescribable complexity.

2007-05-16T12:28:00.000-07:00

Delays are dangerous.
در تاخیر فتنه هاست

Murder will out.
Truth will out.
خورشید همیشه زیر ابر نمی ماند

Heart speaks to heart.
دل به دل راه دارد

Every day brings its bread with.
روز از نو روزی از نو

Pleasant hours fly fast.
رزوز شادی کوتاده است
Never too old to learn.
ز گهواره تا گور دانش بجوی

Might is right.
زورت پیش حرفت پیش

When two Fridays come together.
وقت گل نی
After death the doctor.
نوشدارو پس از مرگ سهراب

New brooms sweep clean.
نو که امد به بازار کهنه شود دل آزار

2007-05-16T12:19:00.000-07:00

He carries water in a sieve.
آب در هاون کوبیدن

In fir a penny in for a pound.
آب که از سر گذشت چه یک نی چه صد نی

Hunger is the best sauce.
آدم گرسنه سنگ را هم می خورد

The beaten road is the safest.
آزموده را آزمون خطاست

First come first served.
آسیا به نوبت

Manners maketh man.
ادب مرد بهتر از زر اوست

While there is life there is hope.
از پی هر گریه اخر خندهای است

Out of frying pan in to the fire.
از چاه در امدن و در چاه افتادن

When in Rome do as the Romans do.
از حزب باد است

Such as tree is; such is the fruit.
از خم سرکه سرکه پالاید

2007-05-16T12:17:00.000-07:00

The diviner
Harry black stone the American magician and dunning the diviner were close friends on evening when they were getting dressed to go to a formal dinner black stone couldn’t find his white tie. Dunning gave him a black one. I can’t wear a black tie with tails I said black stone. If you are a great magician said dunning you can change it to white one. And if you are a great diviner replied black stone you can tell me where I left the white one.

2007-05-16T12:15:00.000-07:00

The bald knight
A certain knight who wore a wig to conceal his baldness was out hunting one day. Sudden gust of wind carried away his way and showed his baldpate. His trends all laughed heartily at the odd figure he made but him self so far from being put out laughed as heartily as any of them is it any wonder said he . That another man’s my own wouldn’t stay there?

2007-05-16T12:13:00.000-07:00

The first act
An old man asked his ton. Year old son what his first act would be if he were elected president of the United States. The young star replied; I have voters heads examined.

2007-05-16T12:11:00.000-07:00

The farmer
A farmer and his wife from the country were in London for the first time. They saw in the window of a restaurant. Lunches 12 until
2-7/; come on Mary .said the farmer that’s not expensive we can sit there and eat for tow hours for five shillings.

2007-05-16T12:09:00.000-07:00

The tourist
Guide: these ruins are 2000 years old .tourist: don’t be silly it is only 1970 now.

The doctor and the patient
The doctor was trying to encourage aglow my patient. You are no real danger he said. I nave had the same disease my self. Yes the patient said but you didn’t have the same doctor.

2007-05-14T14:26:00.000-07:00

A Favorite Story
This Story has scary parts.
Notes:
The punch line should be delivered as a little old German man with such an accent.
Years ago, a scout leader inherited a house from his great uncle who died in the war. The house sat on a hill outside of town in the next state and rumors were told that it was haunted. The scout leader traveled to the town to inspect the house and found that it was a wonderful old mansion in great condition, but very, very old. So, he decided to move in and enjoy his inheritance.A couple weeks after he moved in, late at night, the phone rang. When he answered it, a voice said, 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 weeks!' and then it hung up before he could say anything. This really shook the man. The next day, he searched the Internet under 'snakes' for 'vinder viper' but found nothing.A week past with no concerns and again, late one night, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 1 week!' and hung up. This made the scout leader quite nervous, not knowing what a vinder viper was. He asked around the town, and no one had ever heard of any such viper.Four days later, late at night, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 days!' The scout leader is getting much more concerned now.The next night, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there tomorrow!' Needless to say, the scout leader is just plain scared now.The next evening, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 1 hour!' The scout leader tries to leave, but his car battery is dead.Nearly an hour later, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 minutes!' The scout leader runs around locking all the windows and doors and calls 911. The police are on their way.Soon, there was a knock at the door. The man opened the door a crack and asked, 'Is that the police?''No, I am the vinder viper. I come every month to vipe your vindows.'

2007-05-14T14:25:00.000-07:00

A Favorite Story
This Story has scary parts.
Notes:
The punch line should be delivered as a little old German man with such an accent.
Years ago, a scout leader inherited a house from his great uncle who died in the war. The house sat on a hill outside of town in the next state and rumors were told that it was haunted. The scout leader traveled to the town to inspect the house and found that it was a wonderful old mansion in great condition, but very, very old. So, he decided to move in and enjoy his inheritance.A couple weeks after he moved in, late at night, the phone rang. When he answered it, a voice said, 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 weeks!' and then it hung up before he could say anything. This really shook the man. The next day, he searched the Internet under 'snakes' for 'vinder viper' but found nothing.A week past with no concerns and again, late one night, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 1 week!' and hung up. This made the scout leader quite nervous, not knowing what a vinder viper was. He asked around the town, and no one had ever heard of any such viper.Four days later, late at night, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 days!' The scout leader is getting much more concerned now.The next night, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there tomorrow!' Needless to say, the scout leader is just plain scared now.The next evening, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 1 hour!' The scout leader tries to leave, but his car battery is dead.Nearly an hour later, the phone rang. 'I am the Vinder Viper. I will be there in 2 minutes!' The scout leader runs around locking all the windows and doors and calls 911. The police are on their way.Soon, there was a knock at the door. The man opened the door a crack and asked, 'Is that the police?''No, I am the vinder viper. I come every month to vipe your vindows.'

2007-05-14T14:21:00.000-07:00

Alphabet Imagination Story
Instead of a story script, scouts can create their own story in a round-robin fashion.Choose someone to begin telling the story and give them a scenario, such as: an airplane accident scene.The scout speaks a line that starts with the letter 'A'.The next scout in the circle speaks a line that starts with 'B'. Continue until the story finishes or a scout is stumped. Start with a new scenario for the next scout.For example, with an airplane accident...All you scouts start first aid on these survivors.But Scoutmaster, I don't have my first aid merit badge.Can't you think of anything except getting your Eagle?Don't worry, the Panther patrol will save them!Everyone run, the gas is about to blow!Fire, cool, I like fire.Girl scouts were on that plane and they need our help.Hang on girls, the Indian patrol is coming to save you....

2007-05-14T14:18:00.000-07:00

Ballad of Johnny O'Dell Story
Wild are the tales of the Pony Express And most of them are true if I don't miss my guess. But wildest of all tales that they tell Is that of fearless young Johnny O'Dell. Johnny was little, but he was a man Whom none could outride, outshoot or outplan. Ride, he could ride anything that could run And could outdo any man with a gun. Back in those days there were men in the West And Johnny O'Dell was as good as the best. Only the bravest could carry the mail Through terrible dangers that haunted the trail. Dangers there were on the night I describe, For Johnny encountered an Indian tribe. Blackie, his horse, gave a new burst of speed. No Indian pinto could equal that steed. Bullets and arrows whizzed over his head As into the foe and right through them he sped. Outlaws had raided the station ahead The horses were stolen, his partner was dead. Onward went Johnny over the trail. For such was the life when you carry the mail Rivers they forded for bridges there were none While crossing one stream he was stopped by a gun. 'Halt!' cried a man on the bank of the creek- As together they fired by the light of the sun. Still lay the stranger whom Johnny had met, For all that I know he is lying there yet. Onward went Johnny into the West, As a spot of crimson appeared on his vest. Together they continued their hazardous ride, The powerful horse with the brave man astride. Into the town of Red Gulch did they go, As blotches of blood marked their way through the snow. This was the end of the perilous trail Through bullets, and arrows; through blizzards and hail. Johnny dismounted and cried with a wail, 'Oh, Darn it all, I've forgotten the mail!'

2007-05-14T14:17:00.000-07:00

Boy and the RattleSnake Story
A little boy was walking down a path and he came across a rattlesnake. The rattlesnake was getting old. He asked, 'Please little boy, can you take me to the top of the mountain? I hope to see the sunset one last time before I die.' The little boy answered 'No Mr. Rattlesnake. If I pick you up, you'll bite me and I'll die.' The rattlesnake said, 'No, I promise. I won't bite you. Just please take me up to the mountain.' The little boy thought about it and finally picked up that rattlesnake and took it close to his chest and carried it up to the top of the mountain. They sat there and watched the sunset together. It was so beautiful. Then after sunset the rattlesnake turned to the little boy and asked, 'Can I go home now? I am tired, and I am old.' The little boy picked up the rattlesnake and again took it to his chest and held it tightly and safely. He came all the way down the mountain holding the snake carefully and took it to his home to give him some food and a place to sleep. The next day the rattlesnake turned to the boy and asked, 'Please little boy, will you take me back to my home now? It is time for me to leave this world, and I would like to be at my home now.' The little boy felt he had been safe all this time and the snake had kept his word, so he would take it home as asked. He carefully picked up the snake, took it close to his chest, and carried him back to the woods, to his home to die. Just before he laid the rattlesnake down, the rattlesnake turned and bit him in the chest. The little boy cried out and threw the snake upon the ground. 'Mr. Snake, why did you do that? Now I will surely die!' The rattlesnake looked up at him and grinned, 'You knew what I was when you picked me up.'

2007-05-14T14:14:00.000-07:00

Birch Tree's Bark Story
It was a hot day, and Old-man was trying to sleep, but the heat made him sick. He wandered to a hilltop for air; but there was no air. Then he went down to the river and found no relief. He traveled to the timberlands, and there the heat was great, although he found plenty of shade. The traveling made him warmer, of course, but he wouldn't stay still. By and by he called to the winds to blow, and they commenced. First they didn't blow very hard, because they were afraid they might make Old-man angry, but he kept crying: "Blow harder : harder : harder! Blow worse than ever you blew before, and send this heat away from the world.'

2007-05-14T14:11:00.000-07:00

Bat Story
Once there was a great war between the beasts and the birds. Bat was on the birds' side. In the first battle, the birds were badly beaten. As soon as Bat saw that the battle was going against them, he crept away, hid under a log, and stayed there until the fight was over.When the animals were going home. Bat slipped in among them.After they had gone some distance, they saw him and asked one another: 'How is this? Bat is one of those that fought against us!'Bat heard them and he said: 'Oh, no! I am one of you; I don't belong to the bird people. Did you ever see one of those people who had teeth and hair? You can say that I belong to the bird people, but I don't; I am one of your own people.'They didn't say anything more; they let Bat stay with them.Soon after, there was another battle; in that battle birds won. As Bat's side was getting beaten, he slipped away and hid under a log. When the battle was over and birds were going home, Bat went in among them.When they noticed him, they said: 'You are our enemy; we saw you fighting against us.''Oh, no,' said Bat, 'I am one of you; I don't belong to those beasts. Did you ever see one of those people who had wings?'They didn't say anything more; they let him stay with them.So Bat went back and forth as long as the war lasted. At the end of the war, birds and beasts held a council to see what to do with him. At last they said to Bat, 'From now on, you will fly around alone at night, and you will never have any friends, either among those that fly, or those that walk.'

2007-05-14T14:01:00.000-07:00

Barnabas and Sebastian Story
This Story has scary parts.
An old man named Barnabas lived with his dog in a house a big old house his grandfather had built long ago. Barnabas used to own a store in town, but now he was retired and spent his days panning for gold in nearby streams hoping to some day strike it rich. The dog was a big wolfhound named Sebastian and Barnabas had raised him from a pup he found years ago.Every morning Barnabas went out to pan for gold and Sebastian stayed behind and guarded their house. One morning, as Barnabas was dumping out a dead pan of gravel, he got the feeling that something was wrong at home. He hurried home as fast as he could, fearful of what he might find. When he got home, he found everything to be still and quiet - Sebastian was missing. He searched the house and the woods nearby, but Sebastian was nowhere. He called and he called, but the dog did not answer. For days, Barnabas looked for Sebastian but he could find no trace of him. Finally he gave up and went forlornly back to his work. But one morning before heading out, he heard something moving in the attic. He picked up his gun. Then he thought, 'I'd better be quiet about this.' So he took off his boots. In his bare feet, he began to quietly climb the attic stairs. He slowly took one step - then another - then another, until at last he reached the attic door. He stood outside listening, but he didn't hear a thing. Then he opened the door, and - (Now SCREAM!) (At this point, the storyteller stops, as if he has finished. Then usually somebody will ask, 'Why did he scream?' The storyteller replies, 'You'd scream too if you stepped on a nail in your bare feet.')

2007-05-09T16:00:00.000-07:00

Punishment in heaven
Three friends die and go to heaven. The first guy gets handcuffed to one of the ugliest girls there.''Why?'' he asks.St. Paul replies, ''When you were nine you killed a bird with a stone.'' The same happens to the second guy. He asks why.St. Paul replies, ''When you were nine you killed a bird with a stone.'' The third guy laughs at his friends and says, ''Thank God I didn't do anything like that.'' He gets handcuffed to the prettiest girl in heaven. The other two guys ask, ''Why?''''Because when she was nine she killed a bird with a stone.''

2007-05-09T15:56:00.000-07:00

That's one Hard Worker!
1 Bob Smith, my assistant programmer, can always be found2 hard at work at his desk. He works independently, without3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Bob never4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and always5 finishes given assignments on time. Often he takes extended6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee7 breaks. Bob is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Bob can be10 classed as an asset employee, the type which cannot be11 dispensed with. Consequently, I duly recommend that Bob be12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be13 executed as soon as possible.Addendum:That idiot was standing over my shoulder while I wrote the report sent to you earlier today. Kindly re-read only the odd numbered lines.

2007-05-09T15:22:00.000-07:00

TIME FOR A LITTLE COUNSELLING
After just a few years of marriage, filled with constant arguments, a young man and his wife decided the only way to save their marriage was to try counselling. They had been at each other's throat for some time and felt that this was their last straw. When they arrived at the counsellor's office, the counsellor jumped right in and opened the floor for discussion. "What seems to be the problem?" Immediately, the husband held his long face down without anything to say. On the other hand, the wife began talking 90 miles an hour describing all the wrongs within their marriage. After 5 - - 10 - - 15 minutes of listening to the wife, the counsellor went over to her, picked her up by her shoulders, kissed her passionately for several minutes, and sat her back down. Afterwards, the wife sat there speechless. He looked over at the husband who was staring in disbelief at what had happened. The counsellor spoke to the husband, "Your wife NEEDS that at least twice a week!" The husband scratched his head and replied, "I can have her here on Tuesdays and Thursdays."
After just a few years of marriage, filled with constant arguments, a young man and his wife decided the only way to save their marriage was to try counselling. They had been at each other's throat for some time and felt that this was their last straw. When they arrived at the counsellor's office, the counsellor jumped right in and opened the floor for discussion. "What seems to be the problem?" Immediately, the husband held his long face down without anything to say. On the other hand, the wife began talking 90 miles an hour describing all the wrongs within their marriage. After 5 - - 10 - - 15 minutes of listening to the wife, the counsellor went over to her, picked her up by her shoulders, kissed her passionately for several minutes, and sat her back down. Afterwards, the wife sat there speechless. He looked over at the husband who was staring in disbelief at what had happened. The counsellor spoke to the husband, "Your wife NEEDS that at least twice a week!" The husband scratched his head and replied, "I can have her here on Tuesdays and Thursdays."

Cat Tails

2007-05-09T15:09:00.000-07:00

Cat Tails
…therefore, I believe it would be good to–SWEET! My Purr pet finally evolved!Sorry guys, but this requires my immediate attention. See you all later.Oh dear… she's got one of those needy little electronic pet thingies.This could be very bad…Can she really just walk out of a student council meeting like that?Sigghh…Next day…Morning guys …Wow, Aiko, you look awful! Did you sleep at all last night?Uhhh … not really …Well, it's just it's my Purr pet♥, you see? He's such a naughty boy, he kept calling out all, night for Food and stuff, and so then I had to feed him and–BIP!This is far more serious than we imagined. You know what must be done.Yes, Sir.INTERVENTION!!!It's for your own good, you know.SNATCH!Mission accomplished.Thanks, guys. No, seriously. What great friends … ZZZ …THE END
…therefore, I believe it would be good to–SWEET! My Purr pet finally evolved!Sorry guys, but this requires my immediate attention. See you all later.Oh dear… she's got one of those needy little electronic pet thingies.This could be very bad…Can she really just walk out of a student council meeting like that?Sigghh…Next day…Morning guys …Wow, Aiko, you look awful! Did you sleep at all last night?Uhhh … not really …Well, it's just it's my Purr pet♥, you see? He's such a naughty boy, he kept calling out all, night for Food and stuff, and so then I had to feed him and–BIP!This is far more serious than we imagined. You know what must be done.Yes, Sir.INTERVENTION!!!It's for your own good, you know.SNATCH!Mission accomplished.Thanks, guys. No, seriously. What great friends … ZZZ …THE END

2007-05-02T19:35:00.000-07:00

Our Lives when we have finished school-our future
-what will you be able to do?
-what do you plan to do after you have finished school?
-describe a day in your life 10 years from now in the future?
In our country entering university is very difficult
Because we have a hard test. But we are trying hard
To pass it. I like lessons very much and when finish
My School I don't want to leave lessons. I like to be a greet Researcher and a big wish is a greet help to People.