الوسم: Story

Dreamland of Love story 2024


Hi guys .. friends ..

here I’m with another topic .. it’s actually story
cuz it’s been long time since I post story ..

o.k … it’s lil bit long story … but it worths
reading .. for sure … hope that u’ll read it

so bring ur chips with juice … and read ..

ya wailkum if u liked it and didn’t post reply

ღ.•° Dreamland .. of Love°•.ღ

Once upon a time .. nice village was called " the moon ward " .. ppl were living nearly normal life … husband woke in tha morning .. leavin his house .. goin to his job .. while his wife .. starts her morning doin her duties .. from cookin .. cleaning .. atc .. passin with children .. who gotta go to thier schools .. then enjoy thier day , There was nice , active .. family .. which was called " Naughty " .. there were two children " Luka " & " Jem " …. with thier parents " Joe " .. " Mary" … what a prety family … !!! even tha name of thier family ain’t show this .. anyway .. as time was passin normally .. suddenly … one sentence turned tha whole village up side down … it was told that" there is a heavenly place where boy meats his dream’s girl … , girl meats her dream’s boy ..and tha way to that place is across recieving a sign " no one knew what that sign was… , tha whole village was talking about this news .. and made up thousands signs ,,, although this news was for tha youths but tha elders were afficted also .. . Village’ was filled with mess .. boys & girls begun to loose thier attintion towards tha schools … tha prodution of jobs started to decrease .. and tha social situations were afficted … at tha digree that some of parents seperated ..fathers got bored from thier wives
… and mothers got bored from thier husbands ,…. looking for thier signs … and .. searchin for that heavinley place ,.. oneday at tha night .. Jem was thinking deeply about his dream girl .. he was wondering .. " how does she look like ?? " " how much beauti is she " …. " what’s her name ?? " … while he was wondering on his bed .. he fell asleep … he saw tha most beautiful girl in his dream … she was in place .. which was like wooden house over tha mountain … between group of trees & grass … Jem saw that girl while she was .. shaking .&. afraidly cryin " who’ re u ?? " … " who am I ?? " … " he froze .. & couldn’t do anything .. poor boy … . After he woke up from his nice & scary dream at tha same time … he called his sister " Luka " .. and told her about what happened to him

Luka : ooooh Jemy … it’s maybe a sign . that ur dreamgirl droped from heaven ,,,

Jem : .. yeah .. cuz I’ve seen .. kinda smoke covering that heavenly place ..

Luka : … so dear bro .. what’s ur plan ?? … what u gonna do ??

Jem : .. nice question … heeh .. why do u think I told u my story so ?? ..

Luka : .. why my dear ??

Jem : .. to help me in this … not to enjoy my story .. and show me ur big smile .

Luka : .. see … I’ve heard in thing which is called " letter to heaven " … & at
tha same time " letter from heaven"

Jem : … so what ??? …. how would such thing to help me ??

Luka : .. hey fool .. try to concetrate here …

Jem : O.k … miss smart .

Luka : .. ur dreamgirl .. is from heaven .. and that place is heavenly place on an Earth ..,
so try to write something nice in letter and drop it in tha sea … then that words will reach to heaven .

Jem : is that true ?? .. or u made it up from ur head ..

Luka : .. stop complaining plz .. and try to write something istead ..

Jem :
My name is Jemy … & I still remember that dream …

Luka : hey .. hey .. boy .. what r u doin ?? … why do u telling her " story of ur life " .
.. com’on fool … she’s girl ..she needs romantic words … like poem .. emotions .. not sili story like urs ..

Jem : have mercy .. plz .. o.k .. can u leave me now .. ??
so I can write quetly .. with more concentrating ..

Luka : o.k … Mr.Sensitive .. write something nice .. o.k ..

.. naughty Luka has left … and Jem wrote amazing lines for his dreamgirl ..

Gthat’s what he wrote

I’m writing u letter to heaven
as I fly & I’ imagin
searchin deeply 4 hope’s ray
and travel to dreamland’s way

Dreamland’s girl … who’re ??
hope that my next lines will tell u …

u r sailing battle in middle of ocean
u r nice miracle that once happens
u r treature’s box that 15 men
were died for althought it’s ain’t sin

ur heart is diamond
hidden in stone
lighten stone’s walls
as it’s lightin soul

ur eye is prety candle
brightin my affectional
drivin me to fantacy
filled with ecstasy

ur voice is magic
breaks lines of traffic
passin throw my chest
fillin me with rest

ur picture is piece of beauti
teachin me tha mean of cutie
leadin me to earth’s heaven
an hour becomes second sudden

ur place is behind fantacy
full of beauti & ecstasy
its somewhere inside
protected & safe I hide

so after he wrote that letter … he made another copy from it … and drop tha first copy in tha sea .. , tha nice thing that his naughty sister " Luka " didn’t spread this news to tha whole village , she just told her mom & her dad .. … . After few weaks of waiting … Luka saw letter by outside’s step .. it smelled nice .. its title was " Letter from heaven" .. weird thing that Luka didn’t get her nose in & opened that letter before she gave it to him …. lovely Jem couldn’t hold his breath .. he opened that letter while his heart was beating too fast … Luka as usual was too close to him .. she was like his shadow … so she can read what was writen in that letter ….

Letter from Heaven
4 tha one who kept me hidden
between his eyes … inside his heart
who wrote me .. piece of an art

ur heart … sorry .. there’s no
such poet could or would know
how to describe it …
no words will fit

ur eye .. sorry .. there’s no
any artist could or would draw
like it .. or even closer
cuz it’s so far & moreover

rest of u … sorry .. there’s no
words left ..not even letter so!!

Jem after he rea’d this letter was out to loose his mind … while his naughty sister was smiling at him .. , he passed that moment and asked his sister about tha next step ..she suggested him to write another letter .. till he meats her in that heavenly place " dreamland " … ,

After some of letters between them both ..

The EnD

He recieved letter which was telling him about tha spicific place of dreamland ..so he packed his luggage & wrote small note on his bed .. telling that he’s leaving & might not coming back … ,he went to that place … it was really amazing place .. as he saw in his dream .. & as he rea’d from tha latter …" that place over tha mountain …. with wooden house .. in middle of group of beautifull nature …trees and green grass … " they agreed to meat eachother beside that wooden house … so after he reached that place … he looked right … & left .. but didn’t see anything .. he saw latter on tha door’s step …. that latter was :

My dear Jemy … try to learn that before u look for dreamland of love .. u gotta look for love first .. cuz dreamland is already inside u … it’s part of ur body .. it’s tha place that u suppose to keep ur love safe .. take care of it .. and protect it as much u can … , I’m sorry cuz I fooled u my dear bro .. cuz I’m ur sis Luka who made up this whole story .. heheh .. plz no hard feelings .. or I’m gonna spread this story around tha village … , Luka with love

shaza
Very nice story
I wish to be in Arabic Because it is very enjoyable
There are some sentences that I can not understand the English language
And thanks to A beautiful story
Please traffic
tito
will,,its ok
I dont like itالجيريا
I am here just to signing..as u "warn us"الجيريا
sweety…I am just kiddingالجيريا

thats a wonderfull one
الجيريا
I love it .. also the show way
amayzing

I hope to be here always

thanx sist

Self Appraisal story 2024

Self Appraisal…

A little boy went into a store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits. The store owner observed and listened to the conversation.
The boy asked, Maam, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn? The woman replied, I already have someone to cut my lawn.
“I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now. replied the boy. The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.
The little boy was even more perseverant and said, I’ll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of Palm beach, Florida. Again the woman answered in the negative
With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver
The store owner, who was listening to this conversation, walked over to the boy and said, Son I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and i would like to offer you a job.
The little boy replied, No thanks, I was just checking my performance on the job I already have. I am the one who is working for the lady I was talking to!


==============================

تقييم ذاتي

دخل فتى صغير إلى محل تسوق و جذب صندوق كولا إلى أسفل كابينة الهاتف . وقف الفتى فوق الصندوق ليصل إلى أزرار الهاتف و بدأ باتصال هاتفي… انتبه صاحب المحل للموقف و بدأ بالاستماع إلى المحادثة التي يجريها هذا الفتى .

قال الفتى: سيدتي ، أيمكنني العمل لديك في تهذيب عشب حديقتك ؟ أجابت السيدة: لدي من يقوم بهذا العمل . قال الفتى : سأقوم بالعمل بنصف الأجرة التي يأخذها هذا الشخص . أجابت السيدة بأنها راضية بعمل ذلك الشخص و لا تريد استبداله.

أصبح الفتى أكثر إلحاحا و قال: سأنظف أيضا ممر المشاة و الرصيف أمام منزلك ، و ستكون حديقتك أجمل حديقة في مدينة بالم بيتش فلوريدا ، و مرة أخرى أجابته السيدة بالنفي…
تبسم الفتى و أقفل الهاتف.

تقدم صاحب المحل- الذي كان يستمع إلى المحادثة – إلى الفتى و قال له: لقد أعجبتني همتك العالية ، و أحترم هذه المعنويات الإيجابية فيك و أعرض عليك فرصة للعمل لدي في المحل.
أجاب الفتى الصغير : لا ، وشكرا لعرضك ، غير أني فقط كنت أتأكد من أدائي للعمل الذي أقوم به حاليا. إنني أعمل لهذه السيدة التي كنت أتحدث إليها.

ان شاء الله تعجبكم

Copied for its beauty الجيريا

ههههه يعطيك العافيه ميس لزوزه ,,

بس جد الولد تحفه وسمااارت بقووه ,,,

wonderful story ,
I wish I put a lot of these stories .. Because a person is benefiting greatly

Dear

Thank you very much for this transfer characteristic

Always successful

دايما عودتينا لزوزة بالابداع
تسلمى على هالقصة الجميلة

المشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة

ههههه يعطيك العافيه ميس لزوزه ,,

بس جد الولد تحفه وسمارت بقوه ,,,

الله يعافيك قولدن ويسلمك ……دوم الضحكة
مرورك هو التحفة
ياهلا بك ^^

المشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة

wonderful story ,
I wish I put a lot of these stories .. Because a person is benefiting greatly

Dear

Thank you very much for this transfer characteristic

Always successful

u and ur pass r beautiful
^_^u r welcome every day sweety
many thanx to u
الجيرياbest regards

المشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة

دايما عودتينا لزوزة بالابداع
تسلمى على هالقصة الجميلة

مشكور استاذ حازم على الاطراء الجميل
ولو اني مقصرة في هالقسم شوي 🙁

what a great self assessment story

what would happen if we all do what just the kid have done?

life will be easier , works will grow , our consciouses will be satisfied ….. ext

nice story you throw here , I appreciate your effort

keeo the good work

هلا لزوزه وحشتيني من زمان عنك وعن المدونة

وقصتك حلوه زيك يالغلا

تسلم يمينك وننتظر جديدك

تحياتي لك _) مزون

المشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة בםב

what a great self assessment story
what would happen if we all do what just the kid have done?

life will be easier , works will grow , our consciouses will be satisfied ….. ext
nice story you throw here , I appreciate your effort
keeo the good work

this boy is special …and others like him are few

i’m so glad for your pass today my bro

and you always welcome

^^

A little boy and the apple tree Story 2024


A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.

A little boy Loved to come and play around it everyday.

He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow…

He Loved the tree and the tree Loved to play with him.

Time went by…the little boy had grown up,

And he no longer played around the tree every day.

One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

"Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.

"I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more"

The boy replied.

"I want toys. I need money to buy them."

"Sorry, but I do not have money…

But you can pick all my apples and sell them.

So, you will have money.

" The boy was so excited.

He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.

The boy never came back after he picked the apples.

The tree was sad.

One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned

And the tree was excited "Come and play with me" the tree said.

"I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family.

We need a house for ( * )( * )( * )( * )ter.

Can you help me?

" Sorry",

But I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches

To build your house.

" So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.

The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then.

The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day,

The man returned and the tree was delighted.

"Come and play with me!" the tree said.

"I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself.

"Can you give me a boat?"

"Said the man".

"Use my trunk to build your boat.

You can sail far away and be happy.

" So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat.

He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
……………………

Finally, the man returned after many years.

"Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore.

No more apples for you…

" The tree said".

"No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite

" The man replied.

"No more trunk for you to climb on"

"I am too old for that now" the man said.

"I really cannot give you anything…

The only thing left is my dying root,"

The tree said with tears.

"I do not need much now, just a place to rest.

I am tired after all these years" the man replied.

"Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, Come, come sit down with me and rest.

" The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears…

This is you and the tree is your parent. !!!!!

Please enlighten all your friends and your families

رجاء أن تقص هذه القصة على كل أصدقائك وأقاربك….

By telling them this story,

"Love your Parents"

"حب أبويك"

SeE yA

M
L
T
O
O
S
H

with all my Love

STRAWBERRY

Yeah

You’re right , Nobody can say or do that

without any bad feelin

My parents

can prove it

نعم

أنت على حق ، لا أحد يستطيع قول أو فعل هذا ..

بدون أية مشاعر سيئة ..

والداي ، يستيطيعان إثباته ..

دمت في رعاية الله ..

ومشكورة على الاهتمام ..

so nice sub
thankxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx alot sweety

thanx BRO 4 passing

thanx 2 u HONY

with all my recpectness

coal basket very nice story 2024

This is a beautiful story,
An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson.
Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur’an.
His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.
One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa, I try to read the Qur’an just like you but I don’t understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book.
What good does reading the Qur’an do?"
The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, "Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water."
The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You’ll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, "I don’t want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You’re just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again.
At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house. The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard,

but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, "See Grandpa, it’s useless!" "So you think it is useless?" The old man said, "Look at the basket." The boy looked at the basket and for

the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. "Son, that’s what happens when you read the Qur’an. You might not understand or remember

everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out.

I’m really thankful for tha story that you have writen

Kepp going. we are waiting for new.

The time of silence

small story but great 2024

الجيريا

It ‘s a great story
but I perfer you read it by En
not arabic
if you can’t understand it tell me I will
translating to you

God luck

While a father was polishing his new car

his 4 years son picked a stone and made
scratches on the car side with visible lines

the angry father tightly agrasped on kid’s hand
and hit it many times
not realizing that he was useing a wrench
at the hospital, little child was asking his father
after he lost his fingers :
‘Dad
,When my fingers will grow up?

The father was desperately hurt

he back to the car and kicked it alot
he sat down onthe side walk and while looking at
the scratches, he found his son
has written

I LOVE DAD

Wellcome back … Noriko-san….الجيريا

Ireally missed u sweety ..الجيريا

You come back with agreat topic as usual

I wish u all the best My dear ,,

Stay well & Keep visitting ,,, الجيريا الجيريا

Hello sweety

I miss you too
I am happy
cuz you ‘er the first one read my topic

I hope you like it

see you

الجيريا

it’s a really sad story

thanx alot

I enjoy reading your story

Thanks

Nice story to learn from noricko

Thank you,

See ya

عبير الورد
yah it’s relly sad story
thank’s for you

البي
thank’s

king -10
thank’s

I am happy
cuz you read my story

have a nice day

see yaa

الجيريا

الجيرياGreat topic

fantasticالجيريا

الجيرياI really like it

Thanx

We are waiting for the new ONE

Love story 2024

It all started when I was 16 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a Friend kinda thing that I was feeling. All through high school and even through graduation we’re always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him. I went home hurting because I didn’t tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York; I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn’t tell him how I felt. But I couldn’t let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn’t tell him what I had inside my heart. Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a wedding. It was from him; I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. It was a big church wedding with the reception at a hotel. I met the bride and of course I talked to him too. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn’t spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me. I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn’t written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "Meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn’t breathe anymore. Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn’t written for a long time. He cried until he couldn’t cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn’t tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn’t wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together. One day he didn’t show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airpor, and that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn’t come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. I asked questions: "Why did this happen to a kind guy like him?" I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn’t get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a dairy that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I didn’t know what to think. Why was this given to me? I took it and flew back to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written. The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart. If you love someone, don’t wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe the next day will never come at all

Thankyou very much for this nice topic…

It is a pretty cool story and by the way really sad>> Omg he should’ve told her that he loved her before he gets killed…

And also how you said someone needs to tell the other that they love them before anything happens this is exactly right

…. This world is so scary these days no one knows the time they will get killed or hurt ..

By the way hope we can see more of your wonderful topics,

Thankyou again..

All my best : Cute Nada

ثانكيوووووووووو

Reem story 2024

THIS STORY IS ABUOT REEM 8
YEARS OLD SWEET & LOVELY GIRL
This story is about a small family, who never thought that they would
face something terrible in future

I woke up early with my sweet daughter Reem, as we do every day. I was setting in my room and writing something,, Mom mom! What are you writing? Reem asked, "Ohh! Dear sorry I can’t tell you because those are my personal letters to God" . Poor Reem she got out from the room feeling sad
After few days I went to Reem’s room and for the first time I felt that she is hiding something from me. When I asked her she told me nervously: "nothing mom it’s just a letter to God, and I can’t show it to you". I went to my room where my husband Rashid was setting, he noticed that I’m sad and worried about something. He thought that I’m worried about his health, but I told him what I was really thinking about
One day Rashid’s doctor told me and Reem that Rashid can’t live more than 3 weeks because he is a patient of blood cancer, in the same time before taking Reem to school, she cried a lot and kissed her father and went to school, while she was in school I decided to search for the letters which Reem wrote, I found a box which includes lots of her written letters, so I start reading them

GOD! I wish that our neighbor’s dog die because I don’t like it
GOD! I wish that my cousin pass his exam because he is cute and I love him
GOD! I wish that our garden’s flower become big so I can take flowers to my dearest teacher every day
You can’t believe it,, all her wishes came true, the dog died, her cousin passed the exam, and the flowers became big. I asked my self, why she don’t pray for his father to get well? On the same time I got phone call it was from Reem’s school telling me that Reem saw her teacher from the second floor and she wanted to give her a flower and she felt down and passed away. I stood still for a moment, I wished it was a night mare and get of it by waking up
After 5months, Rashid and I were setting in our room I felt that there is a noise from Reem’s room, I went there to check out, a frame in her room was fallen but there was a sheet of paper behind the photo. Ohh ! My God one of her letters to God, no body can’t believe it …It was written
GOD!!! LET MY DADY LIVE AND TAKE MY SOUL

Goood story sweety
thanx a lot for this story
and keep it up
u r sis
Rasha
welcom my sis
and thank u so much for keeping it up
cu
Oh God !!
soo sad story .. thank u sister
welcom sweety
I appreciate your feeling and your reading my story
thank u so much

love story 2024

الجيريا

ههههههههههههههههههههههههه

يسلموووووووووووو

هههههههههههههههههههه

يسلمووووووووو

يسلموووووووووووووووووووو

عنجد قصه رائعه هههههههههه

تقبلي مروري

ههههههههههههههههه
يسلمووووووووووووووووووووووووا
ههههههههههههههههه

سبحان مغير الاحوال

حلللللللللللللللوه

يسلمووووووووووووا

خخخخخخخخخخخخخخخخخ
تسلمين
يسلمو على المرور
ههههههههههههههههههههههههااااااااااااااااااااااااي
مرررررررررررررررة حلللللللللللللللللللوة يسلمووووووووووووووووو

a very nice story 2024

الجيرياOne day, when a seamstress was sewing while sitting close to a river, her thimble fell into the river. When she cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, ‘My dear child, why are you crying?’

The seamstress replied that her thimble had fallen into the water and that she needed it to help her husband in making a living for their family.

The Lord dipped His hand into the water and pulled up a golden thimble set with pearls.

‘Is this your thimble?’ the Lord asked

The seamstress replied, ‘No.’

The Lord again dipped into the river. He held out a silver thimble ringed with sapphires.

‘Is this your thimble?’ the Lord asked.

Again, the seamstress replied, ‘No.’

The Lord reached down again and came up with a leather thimble. ‘Is this your thimble?’ the Lord asked.

The seamstress replied, ‘Yes.’

The Lord was pleased with the woman’s honesty and gave her all three thimbles to keep, and the seamstress went home happy.

Some years later, the seamstress was walking with her husband along the riverbank, and her husband fell into the river and disappeared under the water. When she cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked her, ‘Why are you crying?’

‘Oh Lord, my husband has fallen into the river!’

The Lord went down into the water and came up with George Clooney.

‘Is this your husband?’ the Lord asked.

‘Yes,’ cried the seamstress.

The Lord was furious. ‘You lied! That is an untruth!’

The seamstress replied, ‘Oh, forgive me, Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said ‘no’ to George Clooney, you would have come up with Brad Pitt. Then if I said ‘no’ to him, you would have come up with my husband. Had I then said ‘yes,’ you would have given me all three. Lord, I’m not in the best of health and would not be able to take care of all three husbands, so THAT’S why I said ‘yes’ to George Clooney.

And so the Lord let her keep him.

The moral of this story is: Whenever a woman lies, it’s for a good and honourable reason, and in the best interest of others!
منقولالجيريا

Very nice story ..

thaanx sweety ..

عبوره ياقلبي احرجتيني بتفاعلك المتالق مع مواضيعي
Hiii Sis …
reall i like it ** sweet topic
thxx hun keep it up

and HAPPY GR8 EIID FOR U

The Success Story قصة نجاح الإنسان‎ 2024

قصة نجاح الانسان
The successstory
At Age 4…… Success is….. Not peeing in your pants
في عمر 4…….. النجاح هو….. عدم التبول في ملابسك

At Age 6…… Success is….. Finding your way home – From school
في عمر 6……… النجاح هو….. إيجاد طريقك للبيت – من المدرسة
At Age 12…. Success is… Having friends
في عمر 12……. النجاح هو….. لديك أصدقاء
At Age 18…. Success is…. Having a driver’s license
في عمر 18…… النجاح هو….. الحصول على رخصة قيادة
At Age 20….. Success is … Having money
في عمر 20……. النجاح هو….. الحصول على المال
At Age 35….. Success is… Having money
في عمر 35……… النجاح هو….. الحصول على المال
At Age 45…..Success is… Having money
في عمر 45……. النجاح هو….. الحصول على المال
At Age 55….. Success is… Having money
في عمر 55……. النجاح هو….. الحصول على المال
At Age 60…..Success is… Having money
في عمر 60…….. النجاح هو….. الحصول على المال
At Age 65….. Success is…. Keeping a driver’s license
في عمر 65…… النجاح هو….. استمرار مفعول رخصة القيادة
At Age 70…..Success is… Having friends
في عمر 70……. النجاح هو….. لديك أصدقاء
At Age 75…..Success is … Finding your way home – From anywhere
في عمر 75……. النجاح هو….. إيجاد طريقك للبيت – من أي مكان
At Age 80……Success is… Not peeing in your pants
في عمر 80…… النجاح هو….. عدم التبول في ملابسك

هكذا هي الحياة ...

أقل من أن نجري خلفها…
فاعمل لآخرتك
من الاميل
thanks my friend
^^i liked it
and its true
have a nice day
الجيريا
Thank u brother .. Nice topic
العفو

نورتو

At Age 18…. Success is…. Having a driver’s license
في عمر 18…… النجاح هو….. الحصول على رخصة قيادة

i hope that, but I do not think so))loooooooooool

thank you very much my bro
great subject and also true
keep the good work

ur sis
Rasha

هههههههههههه

الله كريم

you are realy cool

thanks you brather

العفو