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stefonnie90 Guestbook CUDOR (9 years ago)There was a blind man sitting on the sidewalk, with a cap at his feet and a piece of wood, written with white chalk, he said: "PLEASE HELP ME, I AM BLIND". A creative ad that went before him, he stopped and watched a few coins in the hat. Without asking permission took the sign, turned it around, took a piece of chalk and wrote another announcement. He put the piece of wood on the feet and went blind. Afternoon creative again passed the blind beggar, his hat was full of bills and coins. The blind man recognized his footsteps and asked if it was he, who re wrote their poster and above all, what he had written. The publicist replied: "Nothing that is not as true as your property, but in different words." He smiled and moved on. The blind man never knew but his new sign read: "TODAY IS SPRING AND I CAN NOT SEE" Changing our strategy when we miss something, and you can see that it is better that way.  NIX45 (9 years ago)Many years ago, while working as a volunteer in a hospital, I met a beautiful girl, who suffered from a strange disease, his only recovery was a transfusion of blood from his brother just five years, who had miraculously survived the strange disease, and had developed the antibodies needed to fight it. The doctor explained the situation to the brother of the girl, and asked if he was willing to give his blood to his sister saw him hesitate for a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "If I will, if that my sister is saved! As the transfusion progressed, he was lying on a bed next to his sister and smiled as we were attending both, seeing the color returning to her cheeks of the girl. But after a while the child's face turned pale and his smile faded. He looked at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, 'I'll start to die now? Being an only child, I had misunderstood the doctor thought he would give all his blood to his sister, and that he must die, And give it to him yet! BY WHOM ALL DA LOVES, ATTITUDE, AFTER ALL, IS EVERYTHING   good night  | |
