Do you think love is necessary to have a good marriage?Do you think it's okay for a man to hit his wife? Do you think marriage is necessary? Do you think marriages based on love are more successful than arranged marriages? Do you think people change after getting married? Would it be important for you to have a "white wedding'?Have you heard of any successful "love potions?"How many families can you have in your country?

Love questions

What is love?How does it feel to be in it?When do you know that you do?What does it mean to you?Is love only a feeling?or is it a way of living?Is it just knowing that you do love?if so how do you know that you really do,and dont just think it?Who deserves love?does everyone deserve it?do you have to have it to belong?or to be someone special, or is it just matter of luck?Do you choose who you love?or is it some by force?Does it give a sense of security?could love just mean loyalty?How would you know if you've really loved,or just liked the idea of loving?Would you know if you've never been loved?Or feel foolish if you thought you had,but really you havent?Would it make you sad to lose love once you had it?If you felt you never had it,would you not miss it with the not knowing?If so what is the point of love?

Why do I have to live when I didn't ask to be born?

My question yourself because you are unhappy. Your life seems to be bad.Surely the reasons for this are numerous: a lack of love or understanding, rejection, grief or sickness, repeated failures or fears of the future. Icannot accept yourself as you are. I feel alone... Above all, I don't love myand you think that no one else is able to me. You prefer death rather than living in this badway .At the heart ,someone want to shout a message of hope: YOU ARE LOVED! Will you accept to let yourself be loved - just as you are, right now - by someone who gave his life for you? His name?Allah!

How can we be sure that we really love someone?

We know from experience that it is difficult to be sure. We do not always see clearly. It is not easy, in every case, to be sure of myself or my feelings and to have to depend on proofs or signs. Love is not like an idea with a definition or like a physical phenomen on that can be measured : Love is a matter of choice. Is it my friend that I love or is it the feeling of love that I love? A good question to ask would be Do I want to love him or her? Since true love is not so much a feeling as it is a decision, a choice, we have to will to love.

Best friend

"Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Walk beside me and be my friend.""A true friend is someone who knows there's something wrong even when you have the biggest smile on your face."Tears may come and go,But there's one thing I know.All my life you're a friend of mine.You can depend on me.I'll be fine...'Cause you're a friend of mine.""A circle is round it has no end, that's how long I want to be your friend!""True friendship isn't seen with the eyes, it's felt with the heart.""A friend is someone who knows all about you... and loves you anyway."You are my best friend,My very best friend,You make me happy,Everyday,You share your great snacks,So please don't takeMy best friend away.
My Best FriendToday I found a friend,Who knew everything I felt.She knew my every weakness,And the problems I've been dealt.
She understood my wonders,And listened to my dreams.She listened to how I felt about life and love,And knew what it all means.
Not once did she interrupt me,Or tell me I was wrong.She understood what I was going through,And promised she'd stay long
I reached out to this friendTo show her that i careTo pull her close and let her knowHow much I need her there
I went to hold her handTo pull her a bit nearerAnd realized that this perfect friend!!When I cry you help me outWhen I'm happy you hear me shoutWhen I grin you know I'm really madbecause you are my best friendYou can tell when I'm sad
You're there in thick and thinYou're my best friendYou hear me out when I want to talkYou help me out when I get madYou are the bestest friend I've ever had
So hear me out when I sayYou're the light in my dayYou are the moon in my nightYou shine very brightYou are the bestest friend I have!!We've joined together as classmatesas the new year begins...A year full of learningwhile we become friends.We'll share and be kindas we work and play.And our friendship will growwith each passing day.
Friends are friends forever together 'till the end.
You promised me that you would always be my friend.
One day something changed I'm not sure what it was.
I lost you on that day and the reason was because
it was a late dark night and we had a stupid fight.
And for some reason, I don't know why, we couldn't make it right.

We went our separate ways.
This went on for days and days.
I made new friends and you made yours,
but that hole in my heart could not be filled for that hole was only yours.
Times got really tough,
my road of life was, oh, so rough.
I needed friends, not the kind you see from day to day,
but the kind that will always and forever stay.
Memories were all I had
and just the thought of them made me sad.
I cried every night wondering how to make it right.
I wish you could erase that day and that fight.
Would you please forgive me? I don't know where to start.
It hurts me so bad to have this hole in my heart. I wrote this from my heart to a friend.

Quotes

ERASER-reminds us to allow students to know we are human And make mistakes just like they do, and it's ok. We must all be able to learn from our mistakes.
For teaching children lessons, to help them as they grow,Let this gift remind you,You're the best teacher we know!We learn by teaching.I hear and I forget. I see and I remember.I do and I understandTo teach is to learn twice over.Treat the students the way you would want to be treated.All learning begins with the simple phrase, "I don't know". "They may forget what you said, But they will never forget how you made them feel.""By learning you will teach, by teaching you will learn.

WHOSE CHILD IS THIS?.

"Whose child is this?" I asked one daySeeing a little one out at play"Mine", said the parent with a tender smile"Mine to keep a little whileTo bathe his hands and comb his hairTo tell him what he is to wearTo prepare him that he may always be goodAnd each day do the things he should"
"Whose child is this?" I asked againAs the door opened and someone came in"Mine", said the teacher with the same tender smile"Mine, to keep just for a little whileTo teach him how to be gentle and kindTo train and direct his dear little mindTo help him live by every ruleAnd get the best he can from school"
"Whose child is this?" I ask once moreJust as the little one entered the door"Ours" said the parent and the teacher as they smiledAnd each took the hand of the little child"Ours to love and train togetherOurs this blessed task forever."

A Special Teacher

Teachers come and gobut every so often one comes alongthat you'll always rememberone who makes learning an adventure...and who can still rememberwhat it's like to be youngand growing up...the kind who can make youwant to be the very best you can be...Someone you can really talk to,who really careswhat happens to you...
That person is YOU!
2 teach is
+ 2 touch lives
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4 ever that is what me grand father told me!

Mountain Story

"A son and his father were walking on the mountains.Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"He receives the answer: "Who are you?"And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"The voice answers: "I admire you!"Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"He receives the answer: "Coward!"He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"The voice answers: "You are a champion!"The boy is surprised, but does not understand.Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.It gives you back everything you say or do.Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;Life will give you back everything you have given to it."
YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!"

Love and time!

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!""I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you.""Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her. Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?""It was Time," Knowledge answered."Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

A Box Full of Kisses!!

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger when again he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."The father was really sad for what he did. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was sad he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other thing anyone could hold, more precious than this.

Those are short stories i made

My mum and dad had to go out at the last minute and it was the first time being on my own. I was watching TV when I heard a noise from upstairs. I left the living room to see what was the matter. I went to the stairs to see a man holding a knife saying "I killed my wife and kids and now its your turn." At that moment my mum and dad came in and the dead man disappeared. The legend is that if you sit in three of the from midnight until one minute after midnight, you will have the ability to see ghosts -- but you will pay with your life. This, however did not apply to three high-school football players on Halloween Night in 1976. They pulled into the graveyard, in the middle of a large, open area. They had heard the legend and decided to try it, but one of them refused to try it. The friend sat down and watched the other boys run from one chair to the other. Then he sensed that something was wrong. They were leaning over to the side with their eyes rolled back, rasping. The boy began frantically screaming for help as his friends kneeled over and grabbed his leg. It is said that the boy also saw spirits for an instant. The boys died and the survivor never spoke a word. Of course, there were people mourning their loved ones nearby. They witnessed the event and filed a police report detailing what happened. No one really knows what those chairs are, except that they have been there since the town was founded.

Nightmares, Dreams and Sleepwalking!!

Nightmares and dreams, they're not so different. When you think about it, it's the same rules. Whether it is a nightmare or a dream, it's a reflection of your subconscious and imagination. Sleepwalkers are people who react to their dreams more than just writhing in the bed. I have sleepwalked a couple of times when I was younger, always remembering my dreams.
The first time, I dreamt was that my parents ran away from me. I tried to reach them, but they just kept running and running. The second time, I was being chased by something in a dark corridor. I also remember one time when I felt like I was being pushed hard into a wall. When I woke up, I discovered that I had fallen out of bed.Those times that I felt real, physical pain, it was because something happened to me when I was asleep -- like the cat stomping on my face. The point is, that when I feel real physical in a dream, then something is happening to me. Usually it's nothing to worry about, but one time was a bit spooky.I dreamt that I was in a hotel room watching TV, when all the lights went out, all but the TV. Then, I felt as if I was going to black out when something heavy and powerful was crushing me to the bed. I could read on the TV, in big letters YOU ARE GOING TO DIE. GOT YOU NOW. DIE. It went on and on. I felt excruciating pain. If I could have cried in the dream, I would have. Suddenly, everything went black.I woke up, looked around and checked the time. It was long after midnight. I still felt some pain in my back and my face! I turned on a light and swept my hand over my face. There was blood. I was bleeding from my nose! I have never had a nosebleed in my entire life. I went into the bathroom to wash it off. Returning to bed, I tried to go back to sleep, but not before I contemplated how odd the blood was and what could have caused it. Maybe, but I can swear that I saw something sitting on the edge of my bed. I panicked, but I fell back asleep right after that. When I woke up in the morning, I still felt adrenaline and a tight feeling in my chest. I've told my friends about this and they tell my I'm crazy! Well.... I may be, but I will never forget what happened that night.

Ghosts in the House

It all started when I was about six years old. My family and I moved to a house in abu dhbi. A two-story home on the a street called "Page." The house was beautiful... on the outside. What was held within was scary part. At first, there wasn't much to notice, just footsteps and a few sounds. Then things began to vanish or break. My brother and I were at the ages of six and seven, so we were often blamed. Next were the doors. While laying on the bed, my door (it was a plastic sliding door) came off its hinges and began to flap violently. Soon, it became a nightly thing. It was back on its hinges the next morning, so naturally my parents didn't believe me. That was it... for a awhile. Next, were the ghosts or spirits. My brother woke up one evening and discovered a ghostly figure Next, were the ghosts or spirits. an inch above his face. The figure was of a woman wearing a white dress who called herself "The woman in White." My brother and I kept a journal to everything that happened in the house.One day, I was sitting on a couch and was suddenly thrown to the ground. It felt like some kind supernatural force had slammed me to the ground. I was held there for a few minutes. I tried to push myself up but again I was pushed down. This ghost had a different feeling from the "Woman in White," it felt evil. After my brother was born, everything cooled down... for a little while.My brother watched a dark figure of a man come down upon him and pummel him, causing bruises on his stomach, back and chest. The figure called himself "The Man in Black." My brother tried to show the ghosts to my mother but they vanished every time he tried. We both were thrown from our beds. We were hit more often as we got older. Three years after my brother was born she asked my brother, my parents and I who the lady by her crib was the night before. My parents did not know, but my brother and I did.The scariest thing was that the ghosts never revealed themselves to adults, only children. We moved when I was ten, I am now 12. To this day, when I tell my parents about the spirits, they still don't not believe me.

My grand father jokes

Egyptians are known to crack up new jokes every day. If the joke is not on politics, rulers, daily life, Upper Egyptians, then it is on themselves. Jokes help the average Egyptian get along with crowded streets, the boss at work, the spouse at home, and many other daily ordeals. Those are some of jokes told by my grand father. How do you describe fast food?When you see hamburgers, French fries and soda running in the street.A freshman asked his friend to see the results of the final exam for him because he was traveling somewhere.The student asked his friend to contact him back, and if the friend found that he failed at any subject don’t just directly strike him with the bad news, instead if it is only one subject, he should say “your uncle salutes you” and if they are two subjects, he should say “your parents salute you” … etc.The following conversation took place after the friend knew the results:
Friend:
Hi
Student:
Hi … tell me the news!
Friend:
I just wanted to tell you that your entire family salutes you!A plane crashed in the deserts and only three survived the accident.
They were about to die out of thirst when one of them found Aladdin's lamp and start rubbing it.The genie came out of the lamp and shouted:
Genie:
Masters, there are only three wishes for you.
First man:
Please take me back home.(And his wish was fulfilled)
Second man:
Me too … take me back home.(And his wish was fulfilled)
Third man:
What! Are you leaving me alone? Get them back here.Patient to an eye doctor:- It’s strange every time I drink a cup of tea … my eye irritates me.Doctor:- Make sure you remove the spoon from the cup before you drink it.