when forwards are a treat

forwards from complete strangers can be such a joy sometimes. here's to making you both laugh and think.

THREE MEN, GERMAN, JAPANESE AND FILIPINO WERE SITTING NAKED IN A SAUNA.

SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND. THE GERMAN PRESSED HIS FOREARM AND THE BEEP STOPPED. THE OTHERS LOOKED AT HIM QUESTIONINGLY, "THAT WAS MY PAGER", HE SAID, "I HAVE A MICRO CHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY ARM".

A FEW MINUTES LATER A PHONE RANG, THE JAPANESE FELLOW LIFTED HIS PALM TO HIS EAR. WHEN HE FINISHED HE EXPLAINED, "THAT WAS MY MOBILE PHONE, I HAVE A MICRO CHIP IN MY HAND".

THE FILIPINO FELT DECIDEDLY LOW TECH, BUT NOT TO BE OUTDONE. HE DECIDED HE HAD TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE. HE STEPPED OUT OF A SAUNA AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM. HE RETURNED A PIECE OF TOILET PAPER HANGING FROM HIS BUTT.

THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS AND STARED AT HIM. THE FILIPINO FINALLY! SAID..."AY DIOS MIO, WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT? I'M GETTING A FAX...."

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hahaha. ang kwela talaga ng mga pinoy.

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There was a man who had four sons.
He wanted his sons to learn
not to judge things too quickly.

So he sent them each on a quest, in turn,
to go and look at a pear tree
that was a great distance away.

The first son went in the winter,
the second in the spring,
the third in summer,
and the youngest son in the fall.

When they had all gone and come back,
he called them together
to describe what they had seen.

The first son said that
the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.

The second son said
no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.


The third son disagreed;

he said it was laden with blossoms

that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful;

it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.



The last son disagreed with all of them;

he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit,

full of life and fulfilment.
The man then explained to his sons

that they were all right,

because they had each seen

but only one season in the tree's life.

He told them that you cannot judge

a tree, or a person,

by only one season,
and that the essence of who they are

and the pleasure, joy, and love

that come from that life

can only be measured at the end,

when all the seasons are up.

If you give up when it's winter,

you will miss

the promise of your spring,
the beauty of your summer,

fulfilment of your fall.
Moral:Don't let the pain of one season

destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don't judge life by one difficult season.
Persevere through the difficult patches

and better times are sure to come,
some time or later