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Smile....Laugh..

It is chilly today and I can not work in my garden so I here i am again sitting infront of my computer. I really have a nice day today though the weather is gloomy, i watched one of the video on youtube the wow woweee program. I can say that I have very shallow happiness I laugh and laugh because of this video. The guy pretend to be Manny Pacquio and he really had sense of humor. You can wtch if you...enjoy watching!!!

A Different Christmass Poem

Some one forwarded me an email and it makes my tears down, so I decided to share it to all friends of mine here.

A Different Christmas Poem

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..

To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.

No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.

I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.

I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."

" So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroe s, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.

LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq

Pregnant half woman

I watch many video in youtube web site tonight, and my husband kept on telling to stop those kind of show because that is not good. I just wanted to see it because I am so curious why those people who likes to change their gender some of them are still longing for a child. This one of the video that I saw.

My Favorite

Young Coconut

Our house in the Philippines is surrounded with coconut tree. When I was in high school I ate young coconut fruit for almost everyday, but when I went to college there’s no much coconut tree there, and if there’s coconut there that tree is not ours, I just ate young coconut during when vacations. But now it’s sadder, since I arrived here in USA I never taste any you coconut fruit, so sad!!! I miss young coconut so much.

My Favorite Restaurant

I always loves Filipino foods, when I arrive here in USA am always looking food that I want to eat especially rice, my husband bought me a bag of rice but when I cooked it the taste is not the same as our rice in Philippines. So I did not cook that rice again, I felt always hungry here so my husband brought me here at the Asiana restaurant, wow!! All foods that am looking for was there. I ate a lot of foods that day. Asiana restaurant is one my favorite restaurant here in this country.