Sunday, December 05, 2004

Why do women cry?

A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?"
"Because I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said: "When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that manytimes comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyon! e else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."

The Lighter Side of Life

My professor in mathematics, who loves using idiomatic expressions and with a hoax, had advised her weak class to bring “iodized salt” on their next exam. On the examination day, each of her students had with them a pack of “iodized salt”. After the test, these excited students approached her and asked, “Ma’am, will you give more additional points to those with bigger packs?” She became very angry that day.

Wednesday, December 01, 2004


A friend of mine, who happens to be a doctor, is riding a taxi on his way home one night.
Out of boredom, he opened discussion to the taxi driver. He said, “An alarming number of people suffer AIDS these days. Not just adults but also young children too.” The driver showed interest. “Fortunately, we have lots of antibiotics available in the market and more new discoveries.” he continued as he waits for the driver to say something. Then the driver reacted, “Brake fluid! If it was powerful to stop this car, it should stop AIDS as well.”