this is a fictional story..I have hust read it while looking for touching stories..


Years ago, there was a very wealthy man who, with his devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they traveled around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection. Priceless works by Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet and many others adorned the walls of the family estate. The widowed elder man looked on with satisfaction as his only child became an experienced art collector. The son's trained eye and sharp business mind caused his father to beam with pride as they dealt with art collectors around the world.


As winter approached, war engulfed the nation, and the young man left to serve his country. After only a few short weeks, his father received a telegram. His beloved son was missing in action. The art collector anxiously awaited more news, fearing he would never see his son again. Within days, his fears were confirmed. The young man had died while rushing a fellow soldier to a medic.

Distraught and lonely, the old man faced the upcoming Christmas holidays with anguish and sadness. The joy of the season-a season that he and his son had so looked forward to-would visit his house no longer.


On Christmas morning, a knock on the door awakened the depressed old man. As he walked to the door, the masterpieces of art on the walls only reminded him that his son was not coming home. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a soldier with a large package in his hand. He introduced himself to the man by saying, "I was a friend of your son. I was the one he was rescuing when he died. May I come in for a few moments? I have something to show you."

As the two began to talk, the soldier told of how the man's son had told everyone of his-not to mention his father's-love of fine art. "I'm an artist," said the soldier, "and I want to give you this." As the old man unwrapped the package, the paper gave way to reveal a portrait of the man's son.

Though the world would never consider it the work of a genius, the painting featured the young man's face in striking detail. Overcome with emotion, the man thanked the soldier, promising to hang the picture above the fireplace. A few hours later, after the soldier had departed, the old man set about his task.

True to his word, the painting went above the fireplace, pushing aside thousands of dollars of paintings. And then the man sat in his chair and spent Christmas gazing at the gift he had been given. During the days and weeks that followed, the man realized that even though his son was no longer with him, the boy's life would live on because of those he had touched. He would soon learn that his son had rescued dozens of wounded soldiers before a bullet stilled his caring heart. As the stories of his son's gallantry continued to reach him, fatherly pride and satisfaction began to ease the grief. The painting of his son soon became his most prized possession, far eclipsing any interest in the pieces for which museums around the world clamored. He told his neighbors it was the greatest gift he had ever received.

The following spring, the old man became ill and passed away. The art world was in anticipation. With the collector's passing, and his only son dead, those paintings would be sold at an auction. According to the will of the old man, all of the art works would be auctioned on Christmas day, the day he had received his greatest gift. The day soon arrived and art collectors from around the world gathered to bid on some of the world's most spectacular paintings. Dreams would be fulfilled this day; greatness would be achieved as many would claim "I have the greatest collection." The auction began with a painting that was not on any museum's list. It was the painting of the man's son. The auctioneer asked for an opening bid. The room was silent. "Who will open the bidding with $100?", he asked. Minutes passed. No one spoke.

From the back of the room came, "Who cares about that painting? It's just a picture of his son. Let's forget it and go on to the good stuff." More voices echoed in agreement. "No, we have to sell this one first," replied the auctioneer. "Now, who will take the son?" Finally, a friend of the old man spoke. "Will you take ten dollars for the painting? That's all I have. I knew the boy, so I'd like to have it." "I have ten dollars. Will anyone go higher?" called the auctioneer. After more silence, the auctioneer said, "Going once, going twice. Gone." The gavel fell. Cheers filled the room and someone exclaimed, "Now we can get on with it and we can bid on these treasures!" The auctioneer looked at the audience and announced the auction was over. Stunned disbelief quieted the room. Someone spoke up and asked, "What do you mean it's over? We didn't come here for a picture of some old guy's son. What about all of these paintings? There are millions of dollars of art here! I demand that you explain what's going on here!" The auctioneer replied, "It's very simple. According to the will of the father, whoever takes the son gets it all."

Puts things into perspective, doesn't it? Just as those art collectors discovered on that Christmas day, the message is still the same-the love of a Father, a Father whose greatest joy came from His Son who went away and gave His life rescuing others. And because of that Father's love, whoever takes the Son gets it all.

Its been a month since school classes opened and its been a month since I haven't posted stories in here. Tight Schedules and busy times makes up our school life together with exhaustion from our subjects and especially to those insulting and terror teachers!Yehehe...

I as a college freshie...there are some experiences that I can't forget from my first day at the campus,looking for my room and being bullied by sophies,juniors and seniors.....

Hahaha......but that was over the serious days are yet to come and I hope i will survive the haggardness of this College life!MORE GROWING YEARS FOR US!a toast!


P.S

i'll post some interesting stories that will make your heart cry and feel touched!!

Its really obvious that relationship with our friends affect our longevity. Married men,for instance live longer than unmarried men ones on average. Research suggests that people with the strongest network with their family and friends tend to live longer and live healthy. It is because friends and copanions may affect certain health behaviors such as smoking, as well as self esteem which may have a good effect to balance stress,that can have negative one.

so here i got a poem for my friends..
I did not compose it.I just found it on certain webs.


A friend is like a flower,


a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.
- By Emma Guest

the end ^^,

This is an old news..but I want to share it with my buddies..especially teenagers..
Milk is an oopaque white liquid produced by the mammary glands.It is a primary source of nutrition because it contains calcium, saturated fat, protein as well as Vitamin C.

We teenagers have been warned not too eat foods like peanuts.Duh!Its not true. But this one's a fact.Almost a pint of a milk can cause acnes on our skin.Grows!Those who drink milk everyday has a 50% chance of having large acnes and spots. Research suggests that we should take Vitamins rather than a glass milk everyday as a substitute of milk.Cream and cottage cheeses also raised the risk of the condition, however, chips, chocolate and pizza did not.

Well the cause is produces hormones that naturally nourish spots by making skin greasy and blocking pores.Sigh!All I can say is I love milk though!

today's top issues that affects our surroundings is the so called pollution..
Pollution everywhere...LOL!Im not an enviromentalist but now I'm starting to be one of them!!!I'ved read a lot of articles concerning the impact of pollution here in asia or even around the world..There are some global problems like the undying Global Warming..Nyahaha!!And i think its time to move on..

Here in Asia..to be specific CHINA!!China has been the main distributor of air pollutants in its nearby countries and places.Its reaaly sad to think what's happening to china..yep,their economy is growing but look they're destructing the ecosystem!! A billion car plus a massive desirability of industry helps the distriboution of pollution....

Cars..they exceed Carbon Dioxide which contributes to greenhouse gases.
United States of Ameria has the most number of cars in the world and they are the no.1 consumer of oil.I think the U.S government must do such implements on how to solve this probs qucikly!!

By the way here's alist of the most greenest countries around the world..
1 finland
2 iceland
3 norway
4 sweden
5 austria

and here's the most livable cities..
stockholm
oslo
munich
paris
frankfurt..

the end^^,

zz!
The Grandest day of my life is MAy 8.
Know why?
Oh c'mmon it was my birthday...

there were friends who greeted me warmly, some touching, some hysterically..
others called me at the phone....
thanks for them, they made me really happy!yah!
But what made me lonely is I'm not with my mom!
Ohuhu!!


the story goes beyond so far..
so here it goes!


If you read my previous posts, you'll know that my Dad was hot-headed always!Always, if there's an argument between him and Mom..you must run for your safety!hahaha!
So he got me!Punch me at the back of the head!Ouch!Then he's not happy with tha, he added a kick on my stomach!Ouch again!
Of course I will fight, that's not fair!hehehe...
I didn't actually fought physically but I fought with words of dignity!
I told him why he's done that! HE SAID I LOST RESPECT!whatda?
Me?Lost respect?

He has lost respect to us..both Mom and I!
After that he got a long branch of a tree, shorter than 1m.
Then,Before he will hit me, Mom came!!
Unluckily, Ma was also hit on her breasts.Ouch3x!
I was hit on the ribs!!Ouch 8x!

Well then..That day was on may 7-the day before my grand day!
I did not go home nor sleep with them.
I slept together with my lovely cousins!

The following morning it was my birthday and I was lonely, also for Mom.
Because what happened yesterday was so traumatic!
nyanya!!whatever!

but its over!
im fine, though it took a week before my ribs had healed!
So, who won't got lonely if that will happen!
Good thing..My cousins treat me to Starbucks!

On a Saturday night several weeks ago, this pastor was working late, and decided to call his wife before he left for home. It was about 10:00 PM, but his wife didn't answer the phone. The pastor let the phone ring many times. He thought it was odd that she didn't answer, but decided to wrap up a few things and try again in a few minutes. When he tried again she answered right away. He asked her why she hadn't answered before, and she said that it hadn't rung at their house. They brushed it off as a fluke and went on their merry ways. The following Monday, the pastor received a call at the church office, which was the phone that he'd used that Saturday night. The man that he spoke with wanted to know why he'd called on Saturday night. The pastor couldn't figure out what the man was talking about. Then the man said, "It rang and rang, but I didn't answer." The pastor remembered the mishap and apologized for disturbing him, explaining that he'd intended to call his wife. The man said, "That's, OK. Let me tell you my story. You see, I was planning to commit suicide on Saturday night, but before I did, I prayed, 'God if you're there, and you don't want me to do this, give me a sign now.' At that point my phone started to ring. I looked at the caller ID, and it said, 'Almighty God'. I was afraid to answer!" The reason why it showed on the man's caller ID that the call came from "Almighty God" is because the church that the pastor attends is called Almighty God Tabernacle!!

Do you know that an earthquake happens at an average frequency of every 30 minutes around the world?

Check out this website by the US Geological Services.http://earthquake.usgs.gov/eqcenter/recenteqsww/Quakes/quakes_all.php

Oh..The world is near to its end!
Let's hope and pray that everyday will be safe.