<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358</id><updated>2009-10-13T11:02:52.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories For My Children</title><subtitle type='html'>These stories are inspiring and uplifting. Instead of circulating it via email (and jamming the email box), why dont you post it here?   If you would like me to credit you for the stories, please drop me a line. Enjoy the stories. Hope it brings cheer and joy to your life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-5330212979109691534</id><published>2009-08-23T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:40:06.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IQ test'/><title type='text'>Yearly dementia test (not what you think!)</title><content type='html'>Our Yearly Dementia Test &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year for us to take our annual senior citizen test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, it's important to keep mentally alert. If you don't use it, you lose it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a very private way to gauge how your memory  compares to the last test. Some may think it is too easy but the ones with memory problems may have difficulity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the test presented here to determine if you're losing it or not. The spaces below are so you don't see the answers until you've made your answer.   OK, relax, clear your mind and begin. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you put in a toaster? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: 'bread.' If you said 'toast' give up now and do something else.. &lt;br /&gt;Try not to hurt yourself.  If you said, bread, go to Question 2.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   Say 'silk' five times. Now spell 'silk.' What do cows drink? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Cows drink water. If you said 'milk,' don't attempt the next question. Your brain is over-stressed and may even overheat. Content yourself with reading a more appropriate literature such as Auto World. However, if you said 'water', proceed to question 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a green house made from? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass.   If you said 'green bricks,' why are you still reading these??? &lt;br /&gt;If you said 'glass,' go on to Question 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   It's twenty years ago, and a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over  Germany (If you will recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West Germany and  East Germany ).  Anyway, during the flight, two engines fail. The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he can do so and the plane fatally crashes smack in the middle of 'no man's land' between  East Germany and  West Germany ... Where would you bury the survivors?    East Germany ,  West Germany , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or no man's land'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: You don't bury survivors. &lt;br /&gt;If you said ANYTHING else, you're a dunce and you must stop. If you said, 'You don't bury survivors', proceed to the next question.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Without using a  calculator - You are driving a bus from  London to Milford Haven in  Wales .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  London , 17 people get on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;In  Reading , 6 people get off the bus and 9 people get on.&lt;br /&gt;In   Swindon , 2 people get off and 4 get on.&lt;br /&gt;In  Cardiff , 11 people get off and 16 people get on.&lt;br /&gt;In  Swansea , 3 people get off and 5 people get on.&lt;br /&gt;In Carmathen, 6 people get off and 3 get on.&lt;br /&gt;You then arrive at Milford Haven   ..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without scrolling back to review, how old is the bus driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Oh, for crying out loud! &lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember your own age?    It was YOU driving the bus!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pass this along to your friends, pray they do better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 95% of people fail most of the questions!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-5330212979109691534?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5330212979109691534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=5330212979109691534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/5330212979109691534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/5330212979109691534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/yearly-dementia-test-not-what-you-think.html' title='Yearly dementia test (not what you think!)'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-352486651377034914</id><published>2009-08-11T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:54:55.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better be good to ladies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SoF31kR-UMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NDtjKMAXlz8/s1600-h/ATT631100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SoF31kR-UMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NDtjKMAXlz8/s400/ATT631100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368703992958177474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-352486651377034914?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/352486651377034914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=352486651377034914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/352486651377034914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/352486651377034914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/better-be-good-to-ladies.html' title='Better be good to ladies!'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SoF31kR-UMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NDtjKMAXlz8/s72-c/ATT631100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-4114821785790598104</id><published>2009-08-11T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:47:07.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lessons</title><content type='html'>1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your parents and friends will. Stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It's OK to get angry with God.. He can take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't compare your life to others.You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Yield.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-4114821785790598104?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4114821785790598104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=4114821785790598104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/4114821785790598104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/4114821785790598104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-lessons.html' title='Life lessons'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-2730741487736479601</id><published>2009-05-05T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:42:16.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Do you want a bed by the window?</title><content type='html'>The bathtub &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director what the criterion was which defined whether or not a patient should be institutionalized.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, and then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"No." said the Director, "A normal person would pull the plug.  Do you want a bed near the window?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-2730741487736479601?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2730741487736479601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=2730741487736479601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2730741487736479601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2730741487736479601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-want-bed-by-window.html' title='Do you want a bed by the window?'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-295519436949473461</id><published>2009-05-04T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:07:37.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Live a life that matters</title><content type='html'>Ready or not, &lt;br /&gt;Someday it will all come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no more sunrises, &lt;br /&gt;No minutes, hours or days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things you collected, &lt;br /&gt;Whether treasured or forgotten, &lt;br /&gt;Will pass to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wealth, &lt;br /&gt;Fame and temporal power &lt;br /&gt;Will shrivel to irrelevance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will not matter what you owned &lt;br /&gt;Or what you were owed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, &lt;br /&gt;And jealousies will finally disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, &lt;br /&gt;And to-do lists will expire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wins and losses &lt;br /&gt;That once seemed so important &lt;br /&gt;Will fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't matter where you came from, &lt;br /&gt;Or on what side of the tracks you lived, &lt;br /&gt;At the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what will matter? &lt;br /&gt;How will the value of your days be measured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is not what you bought, &lt;br /&gt;But what you built; &lt;br /&gt;Not what you got, &lt;br /&gt;But what you gave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is not your success, &lt;br /&gt;But your significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is not what you learned, &lt;br /&gt;But what you taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is every act of integrity, &lt;br /&gt;Compassion, &lt;br /&gt;Courage or sacrifice that enriched, &lt;br /&gt;Empowered or encouraged others&lt;br /&gt;To emulate your example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is not your competence,&lt;br /&gt;But your character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is not how many people you knew,&lt;br /&gt;But how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is not your memories,&lt;br /&gt;But the memories that live in those who loved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will matter is how long you will be remembered, &lt;br /&gt;By whom and for what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident. &lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose to live a life that matters, weigh two sides of any stories, give the benefit of any doubts be impartial, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of all ill feelings &amp; grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-295519436949473461?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/295519436949473461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=295519436949473461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/295519436949473461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/295519436949473461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-life-that-matters.html' title='Live a life that matters'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-3949669568385394425</id><published>2009-04-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:38:12.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicinal'/><title type='text'>A Petai A Day keeps the doctor away</title><content type='html'>Little did you know ...... after reading THIS, you'll NEVER look at    petai   in the same way again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Sf7uFdoA-OI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hH7FRvQiBJo/s1600-h/petai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Sf7uFdoA-OI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hH7FRvQiBJo/s320/petai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331960786472466658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petai   contains three natural sugars -sucrose, fructose and glucose.   Combined with fiber, petai gives an instant, sustained and substantial   boost of energy. Research has proved that just two servings of petai provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute wor kout.. No wonder   petai is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes. But energy   isn't   the only way petai can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression:   &lt;br /&gt;According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND among people suffering   from   depression, many felt much better after eating petai. This is because petai contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS(premenstrual syndrome):   &lt;br /&gt;Forget the pills - eat petai. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood   glucose levels, which can affect your mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anaemia:   &lt;br /&gt;High in iron, petai can stimulate the production of haemoglobin in the blood  and so helps in cases of anaemia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Pressure:   &lt;br /&gt;This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the petai industry to make   official   claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure  and  stroke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain Power :   &lt;br /&gt;200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their   exams this year by eating petai at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to  boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert. &lt;br /&gt;Undrstand that bananas contain lot of  potassium too so eat more banana. Just look at those monkeys, they are really active, alert, smart and cunny too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constipation:   &lt;br /&gt;High in fiber, including petai in the diet can help restore normal   bowel   action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers:   &lt;br /&gt;One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a petai milkshake,   sweetened with honey. The petai calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and   re-hydrates your system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartburn:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai has a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from   heartburn, try eating petai for soothing relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Sickness   : &lt;br /&gt;Snacking on petai between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up   and   avoid morning sickness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito bites   : &lt;br /&gt;Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected   area   with the inside of the petai skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerves:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai is high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overweight:   &lt;br /&gt;Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work   leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels   by   snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because   of   its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature control  : &lt;br /&gt;Many other cultures see petai as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the   physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In hoiland, for   example, pregnant women eat petai to ensure their baby is born with a cool   temperature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasonal Affecti ve Disorder (SAD) :   &lt;br /&gt;Petai can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood   enhancer, tryptophan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the   body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress:   &lt;br /&gt;Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat,   sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are   stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels.   These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium petai snack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strokes:   &lt;br /&gt;According to research in "The New England Journal of Medicine"   eating   petai as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as   much as 40%". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warts:   &lt;br /&gt;Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off   a   wart, take a piece of petai and place it on the wart. Carefully hold the petai in place with a plaster or surgical tape! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, petai   really   is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it   has   four times the protein, twice the carbohydrates, three times the   phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals... It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value   foods around.  So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we say, "A Petai a day keeps the doctor away". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind your urine please after you take the Petai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-3949669568385394425?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3949669568385394425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=3949669568385394425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/3949669568385394425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/3949669568385394425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/advice-from-ukm-medical-doctor-little.html' title='A Petai A Day keeps the doctor away'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Sf7uFdoA-OI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hH7FRvQiBJo/s72-c/petai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-2254378514254707855</id><published>2008-10-07T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:33:25.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Focus on the solution, not the problem</title><content type='html'>Do you ever find yourself so covered up in your problems that you couldn't find a solution if you tried ? Many people have. Find out how you can change that in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he decided the animal was very old and the well needed to be covered up anyway. And since it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey, he invited all his neighbors to come over and help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all grabbed shovels and began to shovel dirt into the well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then , to everyone's amazement , he quieted down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal,he would shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon , everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over he edge of the well and trotted off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you likely to get some dirt thrown on you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about tomorrow ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next day &lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , that realization will either get you depressed , or you'll feel like you just got the everlasting key to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , I hope you choose the second reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'll let you in on a little secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is a solution to every problem. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SOo7Vd44obI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F2EmpMQB7vw/s1600-h/100_1762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SOo7Vd44obI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F2EmpMQB7vw/s320/100_1762.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254077155267617202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In finding the solution you may experience pain , but when you find the solution you will have a new way to solve problems in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as that donkey stopped bellyaching , he realized what his answer was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way, when we are upset , that we can think clearly enough to&lt;br /&gt;come up with the answers to the challenges we are faced with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do people get upset when they have oh-so- predictable challenges ? Because most folks refuse to believe the basic tenet of life, which is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYBODY HAS PROBLEMS , EVERYDAY !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" That can't be !! John is always in a good mood !! He doesn't have the kind of problems like I do !!! He couldn't possibly !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, in a few minutes someone just might burst through your door and tell you of some huge "problem" that just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of crying, do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1) Get the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Write down all the options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Weigh the consequences with the potential results of each option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And make a decision !!! &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait 'til later to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because your tears later will have a greater likelihood of being tears&lt;br /&gt;of joy over a successful effort that fixed that rotten "problem" than it would be if the tears came earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;And remember, life isn't out to get you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shake it off.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-2254378514254707855?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2254378514254707855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=2254378514254707855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2254378514254707855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2254378514254707855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2008/10/focus-on-solution-not-problem.html' title='Focus on the solution, not the problem'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SOo7Vd44obI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F2EmpMQB7vw/s72-c/100_1762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-1918863942995944624</id><published>2008-07-22T22:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:54:58.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>If I had my life to live over</title><content type='html'>by Erma Bombeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXu6iQOX3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-8mTi21M-YI/s1600-h/file001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXu6iQOX3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-8mTi21M-YI/s320/file001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225845632028008306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have talked less and listened more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXuqmc0HOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/PwKwy0d_8MY/s1600-h/FWPurple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXuqmc0HOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/PwKwy0d_8MY/s320/FWPurple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225845358276648162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXuyz4SqsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XC2p4Ai-scE/s1600-h/FWPurple.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXuyz4SqsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XC2p4Ai-scE/s320/FWPurple.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225845499320511170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have sat on the lawn! With my grass stains.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.' There would have been more 'I love you's'; more 'I'm sorry's.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it. live it and never give it back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXz2ac2dBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c3g9ZCPUyBE/s1600-h/gymnastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXz2ac2dBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c3g9ZCPUyBE/s320/gymnastic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225851058772145170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what&lt;br /&gt;Instead; let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.&lt;br /&gt;Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with, and what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erma_Bombeck"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is Erma Bombeck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-1918863942995944624?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1918863942995944624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=1918863942995944624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/1918863942995944624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/1918863942995944624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-had-my-life-to-live-over.html' title='If I had my life to live over'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SIXu6iQOX3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-8mTi21M-YI/s72-c/file001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-6866779374570245104</id><published>2008-06-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:24:48.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><title type='text'>Reasons to like a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDYA3wSNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jNL1iKegsCw/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDYA3wSNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jNL1iKegsCw/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212498067301877970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaA3YbPBpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OJHh3P_sa1I/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaA3YbPBpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OJHh3P_sa1I/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212495307665770130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCB3PDuwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/10KHIkU-Exg/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCB3PDuwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/10KHIkU-Exg/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496587246516994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCPhLaYEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5W5s-tl8-Cc/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCPhLaYEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5W5s-tl8-Cc/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496821843812418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCU4YRJ4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EIFgaLjm__I/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCU4YRJ4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EIFgaLjm__I/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496913971095426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCdP1TyTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_chEonpHo4I/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCdP1TyTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_chEonpHo4I/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212497057705871666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCt2XYKvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HFTxxPoq02I/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaCt2XYKvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HFTxxPoq02I/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212497342927219442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDNhcY9KI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i8OtHyY2fOo/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDNhcY9KI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i8OtHyY2fOo/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212497887066911906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDTdiSfjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RL3VRq5vMt8/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDTdiSfjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RL3VRq5vMt8/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212497989097127474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-6866779374570245104?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/SFaDYA3wSNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jNL1iKegsCw/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-2238613053229761962</id><published>2007-10-23T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:01:26.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too Late'/><title type='text'>Too late</title><content type='html'>Things you cannot recover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1jrnOeZkI/AAAAAAAAACw/IKC4czqHuAI/s1600-h/noname1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1jrnOeZkI/AAAAAAAAACw/IKC4czqHuAI/s320/noname1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124361551932712514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cJXOeZUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kwgo528QpcQ/s1600-h/noname2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cJXOeZUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kwgo528QpcQ/s320/noname2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124353266940798274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cf3OeZVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nesuMuqFO84/s1600-h/noname3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cf3OeZVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nesuMuqFO84/s320/noname3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124353653487854930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cnXOeZWI/AAAAAAAAABA/80AJyGQchsY/s1600-h/noname4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cnXOeZWI/AAAAAAAAABA/80AJyGQchsY/s320/noname4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124353782336873826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cv3OeZXI/AAAAAAAAABI/siRgBtDTTR4/s1600-h/noname5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1cv3OeZXI/AAAAAAAAABI/siRgBtDTTR4/s320/noname5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124353928365761906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1dNnOeZYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3t7RihEDN5c/s1600-h/noname6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1dNnOeZYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3t7RihEDN5c/s320/noname6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124354439466870146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1e6XOeZZI/AAAAAAAAABY/drsaJTe-t_A/s1600-h/noname7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1e6XOeZZI/AAAAAAAAABY/drsaJTe-t_A/s320/noname7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356307777643922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fFHOeZaI/AAAAAAAAABg/tkasO6jV9AU/s1600-h/noname8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fFHOeZaI/AAAAAAAAABg/tkasO6jV9AU/s320/noname8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356492461237666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fPHOeZbI/AAAAAAAAABo/N4Wxue4h2Gs/s1600-h/noname9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fPHOeZbI/AAAAAAAAABo/N4Wxue4h2Gs/s320/noname9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356664259929522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fYHOeZcI/AAAAAAAAABw/FGvzFLTI02s/s1600-h/noname10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fYHOeZcI/AAAAAAAAABw/FGvzFLTI02s/s320/noname10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356818878752194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fn3OeZdI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ykJsJk68Az0/s1600-h/noname11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1fn3OeZdI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ykJsJk68Az0/s320/noname11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124357089461691858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1j-HOeZlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8pIgl1159iU/s1600-h/noname12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1j-HOeZlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8pIgl1159iU/s320/noname12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124361869760292434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1kEHOeZmI/AAAAAAAAADA/07bI3aj_srw/s1600-h/noname13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1kEHOeZmI/AAAAAAAAADA/07bI3aj_srw/s320/noname13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124361972839507554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;There are 4 things you cannot recover &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1hrXOeZgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nIavJcnzxe0/s1600-h/noname14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1hrXOeZgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nIavJcnzxe0/s320/noname14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124359348614489602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The stone .. after the throw &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1iHXOeZiI/AAAAAAAAACg/K7hAJP11R1k/s1600-h/noname15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1iHXOeZiI/AAAAAAAAACg/K7hAJP11R1k/s320/noname15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124359829650826786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The word ... after it's said &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1h7nOeZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/gywj4U7FYY0/s1600-h/noname16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1h7nOeZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/gywj4U7FYY0/s320/noname16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124359627787363858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The occasion .. after the loss&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1iVHOeZjI/AAAAAAAAACo/F1PYTwp4rWE/s1600-h/noname17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1iVHOeZjI/AAAAAAAAACo/F1PYTwp4rWE/s320/noname17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124360065874028082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The time .. after it's gone&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-2238613053229761962?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2238613053229761962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=2238613053229761962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2238613053229761962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2238613053229761962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='Too late'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1jrnOeZkI/AAAAAAAAACw/IKC4czqHuAI/s72-c/noname1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-2435046120676255579</id><published>2007-10-23T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:25:46.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1banOeZSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/P6vfzzmAyiA/s1600-h/noname-catwaving.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1banOeZSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/P6vfzzmAyiA/s320/noname-catwaving.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124352463781913890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello There Nice Person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did Anyone Ever Tell You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just How Special You Are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Light that You Emit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might even Light a Star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did Anyone Ever Tell You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How Important You Make Others Feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody out here is Smiling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About Love that is so Real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did Anyone Ever Tell You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that Many Times When They were Sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Fact It made Them Glad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Time You Spend Sending Things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sharing whatever You Find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are No Words to Thank You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did Anyone Ever Tell You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just How Much They Like You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, My Dearest Friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am Telling You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that without a friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are missing out on a lot!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm glad we are friends!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-2435046120676255579?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2435046120676255579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=2435046120676255579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2435046120676255579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/2435046120676255579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2007/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Elaine Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17229367176610086906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15644730669627307087'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxdrQVrX_CY/Rx1banOeZSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/P6vfzzmAyiA/s72-c/noname-catwaving.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22293929038613358.post-8129750352825227661</id><published>2007-05-11T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T00:39:00.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age</title><content type='html'>Age is the reason for this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22293929038613358-8129750352825227661?l=stories4mychildren.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8129750352825227661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22293929038613358&amp;postID=8129750352825227661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/8129750352825227661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22293929038613358/posts/default/8129750352825227661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stories4mychildren.blogspot.com/2007/05/age.html' title='Age'/><author><name>Elaine 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