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    The Weather

    A psychologist came to a frightening conclusion on an immediate aspect of the impact an elder person can have on the youngsters around him: the creation of a positive or negative physical and emotional environment that can determine the quality of a child's life.

    "As a teacher, I am the decisive element in the classroom. My personal approach creates the climate. My daily mood makes the weather. I possess a tremendous power to make a child's life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration. I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. It is my response that decides whether a crisis will be escalated or de-escalated, and a child humanized or dehumanized."

    Yet as profound as this observation is for professional educators, it's even more so for parents. A parent's power to create the daily climate and lasting environment in which a child grows is so awesome it must be used consciously and responsibly.

    Since our daily moods make the weather, we should try to shield our children from the thunder and lightning of our frustrations and anger. Instead of the dark clouds of cynicism, fear and depression, we should discipline our own emotions and give them the light and warmth of love, hope and good cheer. Conscious efforts to be positive, enthusiastic, and supportive can have a huge impact not only on the emotional well-being of our children, but on their ability to experience the joys and pains of childhood in healthy and constructive ways.

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    Re: Beauty Contest

    very nice and tru mashallah

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    A Chance to Start Over

    It was a cold December night in West Orange, New Jersey. Thomas Edison's factory was humming with activity. Work was proceeding on a variety of fronts as the great inventor was trying to turn more of his dreams into practical realities. Edison's plant, made of concrete and steel, was deemed "fireproof". As you may have already guessed, it wasn't!

    On that frigid night in 1914, the sky was lit up by a sensational blaze that had burst through the plant roof. Edison's 24-year-old son, Charles, made a frenzied search for his famous inventor-father. When he finally found him, he was watching the fire. His white hair was blowing in the wind. His face was illuminated by the leaping flames. "My heart ached for him," said Charles. "Here he was, 67 years old, and everything he had worked for was going up in flames. When he saw me, he shouted, 'Charles! Where's your mother?' When I told him I didn't know, he said, 'Find her! Bring her here! She'll never see anything like this as long as she lives.'"

    Next morning, Mr. Edison looked at the ruins of his factory and said this of his loss: "There's value in disaster. All our mistakes are burned up. Thank God, we can start anew."

    What a wonderful perspective on things that seem at first to be so disastrous. A business failure, divorce, personal dream gone sour . . . whether these things destroy an individual depends largely on the attitude he or she takes toward them. Sort out why it happened, and learn something from the blunders. Think of different approaches that can be taken.

    Start over.

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    Beauty Contest

    A successful beauty product company asked the people in a large city to send pictures along with brief letters about the most beautiful women they knew. With in a few weeks thousands of letters were delivered to the company.
    One letter in particular caught the attention of the employees and soon it was handed to the company president. The letter was written by a young boy who obviously was from a broken home, living in a run-down neighborhood. With spelling corrections, an excerpt from his letter read: "A beautiful woman lives down the street from me. I visit her every day. She makes me feel like the most important kid in the world. We play checkers and she listens to my problems. She understands me and when I leave she always yells out the door that she's proud of me."


    The boy ended his letter saying, "This picture shows you that she is the most beautiful woman. I hope I have a wife as pretty as her."
    Intrigued by the letter, the president asked to see this woman's picture. His secretary handed him a photograph of a smiling, toothless woman, well-advanced in years, sitting in a wheelchair. Sparse gray hair was pulled back in a bun and wrinkles that formed deep furrows on her face were somehow diminished by the twinkle in her eyes.
    "We can't use this woman," explained the president, smiling. "She would show the world that our products aren't necessary to be beautiful."





    Only if these companies realize that inner beauty is a lot more important and valuable than outer beauty. A woman is not a sexual object or a decoration piece to be painted, exposed and displayed, and used to attract customers because she is a symbol of grace and elegance when she is covered. Her physical beauty will diminish with time but something which would remain forever is her inner beauty which is something greater than the whole universe only if she protects her "modesty" and "bashfulness"

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    When you thought I wasn't looking...

    A message every parent should read, because your children and grandchildren are watching you and doing as you "do", not as you "say".....

    "When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw you hang my first painting
    on the refrigerator, and I
    immediately wanted to paint another one.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I
    learned that it was good to be
    kind to animals.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw you make my favorite cake
    for me and I learned that little
    things can be the special things in
    life.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw you make a meal and take it
    to a friend who was sick, and I
    learned that we all have to help take
    care of each other.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw you give of your time and
    money to help people who had nothing
    and I learned that those who have
    something should give to those
    who don't.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I felt you kiss me good night and
    I felt loved and safe.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw you take care of our house
    and everyone in it and I learned we
    have to take care of what we are
    given.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw how you handled your
    responsibilities, even when you
    didn't feel good and learned that I
    would have to be responsible
    when I grow up.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw tears come from your eyes
    and I learned that sometimes things
    hurt, but it's all right to cry.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted
    to be everything that I could be.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I learned most of life's lessons
    that I need to know to be a good and
    productive person when I grow up.

    When you thought I wasn't
    looking, I looked at you and wanted to say,
    "Thanks for all the things I
    saw when you thought I wasn't looking."

    Each of us, parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, or friend, influences the life of a child.

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    Stay Sharp !

    Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter asked for a job in a timber merchant, and he got it. The pay was really good and so were the work conditions. For that reason,the woodcutter was determined to do his best.

    His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work. The first day, the woodcutter brought 18 trees.

    "Congratulations," the boss said. "Go on that way!" Very motivated for the boss' words, the woodcutter try harder the next day,but he only could bring 15 trees. The third day he try even harder, but he only could bring 10 trees. Day after day he was bringing less and less trees.

    "I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on.

    "When was the last time you sharpened your axe?" the boss asked. "Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees."

    Our lives are like that. We sometimes get so busy that we don't take time to sharpen the axe." In today's world, it seems that everyone is busier than ever, but less happy than ever. Why is that? Could it be that we have forgotten how to stay sharp?

    There's nothing wrong with activity and hard work. But God doesn't want us to get so busy that we neglect the truly important things in life, like taking time to pray, to read. We all need time to relax, to think and meditate, to learn and grow.

    If we don't take time to sharpen the axe, we will become dull and lose our effectiveness. So start today. Think about the ways by which you could do your job more effectively and add a lot of value to it.

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    Difference

    As the old man walked the beach at dawn, he noticed a young man ahead of him picking up starfish and flinging them into the sea. Finally catching up with the youth, he asked him why he was doing this. The answer was that the stranded starfish would die if left until the morning sun.

    "But the beach goes on for miles and miles and there are millions of starfish," countered the other. "How can your effort make any difference?"

    The young man looked at the starfish in his hand and then threw it to safety in the waves. "It makes a difference to this one," he said.

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    I feared until.....

    I feared being alone until
    I learned to like myself.



    I feared failure until I realised that
    I only fail when I don't try.




    I feared success until I realised
    that I had to try in order to be happy with myself.



    I feared people's opinions until
    I learned that people would
    have opinions about me anyway.




    I feared rejection until I learned to
    have faith in myself.




    I feared pain until I learned that
    it's necessary for growth.




    I feared the truth until I saw the
    ugliness in lies.




    I feared life until I experienced its
    beauty.




    I feared death until I realised that it's
    not an end, but a beginning.





    I feared my destiny, until I realised that
    I had the power to change my life.





    I feared hate until I saw that it was
    nothing more than ignorance.





    I feared love until it touched my heart,
    making the darkness fade into endless
    sunny days.





    I feared ridicule until I learned how to
    laugh at myself.




    I feared growing old until I realised that
    I gained wisdom every day.





    I feared the future until I realized that
    life just kept getting better.





    I feared the past until I realised that
    it could no longer hurt me.



    I feared the dark until I saw the
    beauty of the starlight.





    I feared the light until I learned that the
    truth would give me strength.





    I feared change, until I saw that
    even the most beautiful butterfly
    had to undergo a metamorphosis
    before it could fly.



    Auther: Unknown

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    The heaviest of the moments....

    He was perspiring very had due to excitement as he rushed through a crowd of people in the hope of meeting "that person". That person who always lived in his heart, but now that the time of meeting was very close, he felt as if his heart and mind would explode due to joy.....

    But suddenly a thought struck his soul like a thunder bolt, causing his feet to come to a stand still. His fearful eyes quickly went through the book he was holding in his hand, as if he was hopeful of finding something valuable from it. He was so lost in reading the book that he didn't even realize in which hand he was holding it...As he continued to read, all his passion was extracted from his body in the form of tears of blood dripping on the pages of the book.

    There he was, just few moments away from the greatest of the meetings, but standing in the form of a dead body just very small distance away from the meeting place.

    His mind was echoing with random words "What if, I wish, just another chance...."

    BUT he knew now nothing could be done. The greatest of the moments had finally arrived, but he is not ready to face it. WHY ??!

    The question that extracted all energy from his body was:









    "What if the Prophet (saw) wants to have a look at your book of deeds during the meeting ?????"

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    True test of Character

    JazakAllah khair everyone for the kind words of encouragement.
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    True test of Character

    At mid night when he felt bored of studying and didn't feel like sleeping, he looked around to find something to entertain himself. He turned on the TV and went through all the channels but could not find anything interesting. His siblings and parents were sleeping so he couldn't pass his time by talking to anyone. In frustration when he returned to the computer room and opened the drawer, he found the CD his class fellow had given him, whose words he could still recall. " Just try it once, you won't regret. You haven't seen something like that before". As he knew his class fellow was not a person with a good reputation so he wanted to reject but as he was in a hurry and could not come up with an excuse, he accepted it.

    He soon realized it was a movie, his sixth sense warned him of something wrong. His heart was beating very hard, a voice inside him was warning him to stop but the intense curiosity took hold of him. Suddenly he pressed the escape button but it was too late. His eyes had already caught the glimpse of something. Something evil but exciting. He was siting there thinking if he should continue in order to get rid of boredom and pass the time, or should he just stop. By now he had understood what the CD was all about. He knew Allah had blessed him with a lot of respect due to which he enjoyed the reputation of a pious person among his friends and family. But now it was the real test of his character, as developing a good impression in front of people around him was easy, but he couldn't deceive the angels and jins watching him. He would feel ashamed of taking any such step in front of his parents, relatives and friends but the questions to be answered was,

    Was he ashamed of doing such an act when he knew the ultimate lord (who matters the most) is watching him ?

    If he took this step now, the devil would dare to go in front of Allah (s.w.t) and ask, "Is he the same pious person You liked a lot ?"

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    Are you ready for your turn?

    He was a student, probably in his early twenties. I didn't know his name--I really didn't care. All I know is he was going for a lay-up while playing basketball, lost his balance and fell on the ground--flat on his back.

    We thought he would shake it off and continue the game--so no one really cared. To everyones surprise, he never got up. At first a few people on his team (later everyone) went up to him but he just wouldn't reply.

    CPR did no good. The ambulance personnel couldn't save him from dying. The result at the ER was no better. HE WAS DEAD!

    As I came home tonight, I thought to myself, it could have been me going up for that lay-up. It is very possible that I could be laying in the cold city morgue, right this minute, as I type this e-mail.

    Am I ready to die? Did I communicate with Allah today? Did I perform my daily prayers? Did I seek the pleasure of Allah?

    Did I treat my parents and family with respect and love? Did I give any at all in charity (sadaqa) today? How many times did I remember Allah and recount His name?

    The entire day I made time to go to school, check my e-mail, read the news, chat with friends, watch TV, play basketball.......but did I even once say "Astagfirullah"? Did I ask Allah to forgive the sins that I've committed today? NO! Not once.

    Did I say "Alhamdulillah" other than in my daily prayers? NO! Not once my friends. Would you like to know why? Because I was too caught up with myself and my daily activities.

    Well, guess what. I could have lost my life during a lay-up in a basketball game and what do I have with me? Not a thing. Nothing that I did today do I get to bring with me to the grave. Nothing.

    A few words that I could have uttered were the only things that I could have brought with me. A few words that would've taken a few seconds of concentration out of the 24 hrs. that was allotted to me.

    A few cents in charity instead of cold drinks and candy bars could have saved my soul. But I insisted to continue with my careless attitude. Thank God it wasn't my turn to go, because I sure wasn't ready.

    Now I close my eyes and say Alhamdulillah. Now I look back and say Astagfirullah. Now I have a different attitude. Now, I want to prepare for my turn.

    Did we perform your prayers today? Did we give in charity and love? Did we ask for forgiveness yet? Do we care?

    Are we ready for our turn?

    I wish that i could prepare myself in a way that I would welcome each day as my last one

    May the Peace and Mercy of Allah be upon us all.


    Auther: unknown

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    Attitude Determines Attitude

    I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am important. My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.

    Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.

    Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.

    Today I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive.

    Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.

    Today I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.

    Today I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.

    Today I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.

    Today I can complain because I have to go to school or eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.

    Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or I can feel honored because the Lord has provided shelter for my mind, body and soul.

    Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.



    What today will be like is up to me. I get to choose what kind of day I will have!

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    Re: I say it, but I don't mean it

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