Happy Lunar New Year for those who are celebrating it!
For the rest, enjoy the weekend!
Hope you enjoy the story below.
I will never forget what my old headmaster told taught me. Normally
when you are only 15 years of age you do not remember most of the
things that are preached by your teachers. But, this particular [...]
John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army
uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through
Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew,
but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had
begun thirteen months before in a Florida library.
A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. In a
specific point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend
slapped the other one in the face.
The one, who got slapped, was hurt, but without anything to say, he
wrote in the sand: "TODAY, MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN