Sunday, June 20, 2010

Should I Go To The Doctor Bloody

... Site Update ...

updated pages of trips (walking) and graphics throughout the site
slowly settle down even the gallery
Good Sunday to all!
Selena

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Best Boobs Of Bollyood

ALL BROTHERS

was a spring afternoon. The sun warmed the air and the grass in a meadow full of flowers seemed greener than usual. Playing with the ball Alberto and his father Joseph and his mother and another sister were at home preparing to go down to play too. The ball ran back and forth between the foot of Joseph and that of his son Alberto, twice a week, was also a football school. And while playing was presented with a child. The look was far from reassuring: his pants now worn for wear, his face dark and his hair is not just combed properly made to understand at once that he was a child whose parents anything but rich. With a small voice asked,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Posso play even I with voi?>>
Albert was about to object but his father he says: "Sure, come on well>> and smiled. The child parts with a thin voice answered: \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Grazie>>. And began to play. But he saw that Albert was not at all happy with that child nomad who had entered in the afternoon between him and his dad. A noise sign that a door was closed, Roberta, the wife of Joseph and Rose's daughter were coming down in the yard to play well together with the other two boys. Were shocked when they saw a third time and were reluctant to enter the game. More than that affected by the presence of a third face, were struck by the fact that it was, so to say, different. Joseph then noticed that the child was not well accepted said
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sediamoci tutti: I want to tell a storia>> and soon after both his wife and three children were sitting in a circle that began in front of Albert.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;There once was a racist country where everyone was ready to hate another just because of the color of the skin. Not to mention when they went from one of the bad smell, perhaps, they gave off after a long day at work, crying loudly in front of people: "He does not wash."
Lord, from above, watching in horror as people treat each other. She thought: "But you look a bit '. I created them because you love her and wish well, however I find myself with many children who are having so short that only stop at physical appearance, but how they are made without looking inside. " He decided to take a drastic decision: "I will take them two ways that can not be used: the sight and smell." And so overnight, no man in this country could see or smell. They learned to love themselves for who they were: all of the children of one God with no difference in odor or color. White, therefore, learned to help his brother and black red yellow learned to help his brother, the one that until the day before they had turned even a greeting.
Without having learned to use touch, noting that all were equal. All it had two hands on the 5 fingers each, two feet by five little fingers each. And then they all had a nose, a mouth, two ears. But above all had a heart. It was when they realized these things intervened, the rate of the country and said: "We have it all wrong! In many years of studies, the science has not been able to do after-
against that divide people. It focused on skin color, its scent on the role of hands for our bodies. But it is not never came to mind in no scientist that our body was not made to live alone? We were created with two ears, because when our brother is in trouble we can listen carefully, our hands, created to tend closer to his brother in need of these ten fingers. Our feet, to walk, to go to the one who can not come to me for help. But above all, the gift of sight is the greatest gift we received and we have always misused. Our eyes, in fact, must not stop exteriority. If in fact some of us had looked into a person then you would have noticed that it had two lungs like us, like us two kidneys, a brain like us. But above all, a heart made of our left chest. And you know why? Why does my heart beat in an embrace for the opposite side where there was a vacuum. And since we were not able to make good use of these gifts, the Lord has seen fit to remove them. Only then we can truly understand the value of brotherhood. "
The Lord was so moved by the reaction of the sage who gave up the senses that had taken away from them, however, attaching a message. He told them:
" Use your mouth not to speak ill of his brother, but to say many beautiful things that could also be: I love my brother !".>>
All had listened with great interest the story told by Joseph. His son then stood up and said: \u0026lt;\u0026lt;But

then we are all fratelli?>> and he said
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sure. The country, our skin color, the way we dress are all things that belong to exteriority. But what matters is our heart! >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;How nice! Let's go play together then>> said the wife of Joseph. Children will have fun together for several hours with the two parents. The foreign child amused herself with them and when they did hours of yours, Joseph gave him some clothes while the two brothers, gave him some games
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Back us when vuoi!>> ;
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Back us fratellino!>> did the two children that day, had learned to use his eyes to look up at the bottom of a person, not to stop aspect.


PS: This story was in the literary prize "Bruno Iorio" 2010, Maddaloni (CE) won second place.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Leroi Air Compressor User Manual

... Cima Piazzi mt 2057 ...

Finally a beautiful sunny day, we take advantage to do a few hours in the mountains.
The body and mind are eager to do hard work and relax in silence watching the scenery, the lake in the morning Lecco welcomes us with the beautiful colors, up the Grignone in all its beauty is a constant reference ... and from there the panorama unfolding before our eyes ... OROBIE and the Alps, are the contours of this wonderful day ...

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Hidden Antennas Reviews



True freedom print is to tell people what the people would not want to hear. (George Orwell)

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

How Unblock A Game If Its Been Blocked

Thought Thought for the June 3 June 2 June 1

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Italy wishes for your 64th birthday