Welcome Stories Readers...

Get refresh with one of my stories or my blogging journey and tips..... Give me some words, and of course I'll:
- Drop back whoever drops mine
- Fave back whoever faves mine
- Comments back whoever comments mine


Showing posts with label STORIES READERS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label STORIES READERS. Show all posts

Thursday, August 14, 2008

#13 World unluckiest man who's also luckiest

He escaped from a derailed train, a door-less plane, a bus crash, a car into flames, another 2 car accidents... then won a million dollar lottery

Here's the story of how the world's unluckiest man turned his fate upside down. Frane Selak, born in 1929, is a Croatian music teacher who used to be famous for his numerous escapes from fatal accidents:
  • In January, 1962, Selak was traveling via train from Sarajevo to Dubrovnik. However, the train had suddenly derailed and plunged into an icy river, killing 17 passengers. Selak managed to escape, and only suffered a broken arm and minor scrapes and bruises.
  • The following year, while traveling from Zagreb to Rijeka when the door blew away from the cockpit, forcing him out of the plane. Although 19 others were killed, he suffered only minor injuries and had miraculously landed in a haystack.
  • In 1966, he was riding on a bus that crashed and plunged into a river. Four others were killed, but Selak managed to escape unharmed.
  • In 1970, he managed to escape before a faulty fuel pump engulfed his car into flames.
  • In 1973, another of Selak's cars caught fire, forcing fire through the air vents. He suffered no injuries save the loss of most of his hair.
  • In 1995, he was hit by a city bus, but once again suffered minor injuries.
  • In 1996 he escaped when he drove off a cliff to escape an oncoming truck. He managed to land in a tree, and watched as his car exploded 300 feet below him.
But then, in 2003, the heavens seemed to review his case: he won $1,000,000 dollars in the Croatian lottery!

"I know God was watching me over all these years." he said, and has reputedly refused to fly to Australia to air on a Doritos commercial, saying he "didn't want to test his luck." Frane also said that he can either be looked as "the world's unluckiest man, or the world's luckiest man," and prefers the latter.
I can't imagine how he face these facts...

From: oddee.com

Monday, August 11, 2008

#12 Battle of Wolves



An old Indian man was telling his grandchild a story about life...

'A deathly fights keep raging within myself,' he said to the boy. 'A deathly battle between two packs of wolves.'

'One of the packs have a leader called baddy-his followers are anger, sadness, regret, selfish, fear, lazy, greedy, arrogant, guilty, jealous and lots more.'

'The other one have a leader called gooddy-his followers are peace,self-esteem, happiness, love, hope, grateful, faith, belief, greatness, and others.'

'The similar battle also happens in you ,boy ,also in everyone.'

The boy thought for a while, then ask his grandpa,

'Which one win the fight, grandpa?'

The old Indian answers,' The one you feeds.'

Friday, August 1, 2008

#11 14 years old millionaire

This is a shocking truth you know, got to learn from 14 years old boy about how to make money...


Farrah Gray is his name.

By the time he turned 14, he was a self-made millionaire.

He began his incredible journey at the age of SIX ( big WOW for him), selling handmade body lotion and hand-painted bookends to those in his neighborhood.

When he was eight, he co-founded the Urban Neighborhood Enterprise Economic Club-a small club with neighborhood kids, in Chicago.



Currently he is already 20s...

But hey guys, can we still use this phrase : 'I'm still too young to success'

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

#10 To who's forgotten the love of parents?


An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45
years old highly educated son. Suddenly a mocking bird perched on their window.
The Father asked his Son, "What is that?" The Son replied "It is a mockingbird". After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, "What is that?"
The Son said "Father, I have just now told you "It's a bird". After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time,
What is that?" At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the Son's tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. "It's a bird, a mockingbird". A little after, the Father again asked his Son the 4th time, "What is this?"
This time the Son shouted at his Father, "Why do you keep asking me the
same question again and again, although I have told you so many times 'IT IS A BIRD'. Are you not able to understand this?"
A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page.
When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-
Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a mockingbird was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Mockingbird. Then I hugged him lovingly ...

Thursday, July 17, 2008

#9 God Says

One day, God went down to the earth and arrived on a small town, God was invisible for human, but he want to know how the town folk praise the God, so God went to church and happy on how they trust in God.
But at the night, God started to hear things. Some voices are hurting God's ears. After God went to find out, those were grumbling voice. They are complaining and crying in their houses about how hard their life can be;
...why their neighbors are richer and they are poorer,
why he was born so ugly,
why her husband leave her,
why the kids are so naughty,
why his friends cheat him,
why he can never be rich,
why she can be so lonely,
Why and Why?

The God went to look for those voice owners, some of them looked so weak in their crying beds, some of them really as pity as they described in their sighing voice.
The next day the God leave a message on a man, it said:

'Quality of one's life depends on how he questioned it'

Later the man was known as Socrates.

Author comment: Maybe you can start the question with 'What if' instead of 'Why'

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

#8 FATHER FORGETS

by:W. Livingston Larned

Listen, son:

I am saying these as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead.

I have stolen into your room alone.

Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.

There are the things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you.

I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes.

I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor.

At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things.

You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, "Goodbye, Daddy!" and I frowned, and said in reply, "Hold your shoulders back!"

Then it began all over again in the late afternoon.

As I came up the road I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles. There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before your boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive - and if you had to buy them you would be more careful! Imagine that, son, from a father!

Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door.

"What is it you want?" I snapped.

You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your small arms tightened with an affection that God had set blooming in your heart and which even neglect could not wither.

And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs.

Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What has habit been doing to me? The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding – this was my reward to you for being a boy. It was not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too much of youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years.

And there was so much that was good and fine and true in your character. The little heart of you was as big as the dawn itself over the wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bed-side in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed!

It is a weak compensation; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you laugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: "He is nothing but a boy - a little boy!"

I am afraid I have visualized you as a man.

Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary in your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother's arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much.

Monday, July 7, 2008

#7 Stupid George


George is a high school student...

He has a strong belief which some people also have 'If something great happening to you then it'll be follow with bad things', this is because his father always teach him about the importance of balance in life, it's just that he thinks wrongly about it.

One day he go to school like usual, suddenly he found money on the road, but he was too afraid to pick it up because he fears bad thing will happens to him if he take it.
Then arriving on his class, the teacher makes an announcement for the ranking report. Suddenly he is called to take the first one and the teacher congrats him for the 1st rank in the class. He is so happy that his smile hardly fade away. Then the rest of the day is the happiest day for him because this is the first time he got 1st rank in the class. His family even make a small cerebration party for him at a restaurant at night.

But in the night, George cannot sleep because of his thought, he fears for the worst things in his life after the day.

The next morning he refuse to go to school and he even take a small bread for breakfast and he even stare at the wall afraid maybe an airplane will crash on his house....

Because of his fear, he skip the vacation with his classmates to the beautiful lakeside. Also he miss his summer camping with his families. Then one day he woke up with headache and his mom takes him to the doctor to be examined. The doctor says that he already has a quite high stress level for kids of his age, and needs some therapy.

Finally the stupid George said to himself : 'See, this is what I meant.'

Guys, Beware of your own mind!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

#6 Walt’s very short Story

When the first time he was looking for investors for his project, Walt Disney carried his plans to more than 300 banks before he finally get his support.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

#5 Devil and the Soldiers

Once there was a great war being fought and the king had a great many soldiers, but the pay he gave them was so bad that they couldn't live on it. So three of them got together and decided to desert. One of them said: ' If we're caught they'll string us up on the gallows; how shall we go about it?' Another replied:' You see that big cornfield there? If we hide in that no one'll find us. The army's not allowed into it, and they've got to move on tomorrow.'

So they crawled in among the corn and waited. But the soldiers didn't move on. After two days they were nearly dying of hunger, and they said: 'What was the use of deserting! We're going to die here miserably anyway.'

At that moment a devil with black dragon shaped came flying through the air, dived down towards them and asked them why they were hiding. They answered: ' We're three soldiers and we've deserted because our pay was so bad; and now we'll either starve if we stay here or swing on the gallows if we come out.'
'Will you serve me for seven years?' said the dragon, 'if I carry you right over my arm so that no one will catch you?'
'We've no choice but to accept,' they answered. So the dragon seized them in his claws, carried them off through the air right above the army and brought them down to earth again a long way from it. Now the dragon was of course the Devil. He gave them a small whip and said: ' If you crack this whip, it'll set as much money as you want dancing about on the ground in front of you; then you can live like lords...But when the seven years are up you will belong to me.'
Of course the soldiers did not know that the more sins of human the tastier they are for the devil.
--(It's exhausting, I'll continue this in not more than 24 hours...)

Then he said: ‘However before I take you I’ll set you a riddle, and if you can guess the answer you shall be free and released from my power.’Then the dragon flew away, and off they went with their whip. They were never short of money, bought themselves fine clothes, big houses and traveled around in the world. Wherever they went they made merry and lived in style, they often drunk and tricked beautiful girls around the world, despise poor people, treat them like animals and marry several wives.

Time passed quickly for them, and when the seven years were coming to an end two of them became sick with fear, but the third took it lightly and said: ‘Don’t worry, brothers, I’m no fool, all this time I study a lot instead of playing like you guys and I’ll guess the riddle.’ They went out into the fields, and as they sat there, two of them looking very gloomy, an old woman approached them and asked why they were so sad. ‘Oh, why should you ask, stupid poor old lady? You won’t be able to help us.’ ‘Who knows,’ she replied. So the third told her that they had been the Devil’s servants for almost seven years, and that he had given them any amount of money, but that they had promised their lives to him unless they could solve a riddle when the seven years were up. ‘If you want to save yourselves,’ said the old woman, ‘one of you must go into the forest, where you will find a rocky cliff that has caved in and looks like a hut; there is where the devil live with his grandma, you must go inside and then you’ll find help.’

The two dejected ones thought: What, his grandma? I wonder what will they cooked us into, curry soup perhaps. But the third, the light-hearted-or-naive one, got up and went into the forest as the two thinking how crazy he is. He walked on and on till he found the rocky hut. And in it sat a woman...

(Hey readers, can you continue this for me?In the end I'll still tell how the ending)

She was so beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Wow, no way this beautiful girl is the devil grandmother; he thought....The woman asked for him, and he tell her their problem, but she asked him if he already married and he answered several wives. Hearing that, the woman begins to seduce him and at last give him the greatest sexual pleasure he ever had; as we know that more sins of the human the tastier they are for the devil. After that she said to the soldier: ‘If you stay here and hide down here in the cellar, you’ll be able to hear everything that’s said up there, so just sit still and don’t move. When the dragon comes I’ll ask him about the riddle, because he tells me everything. Then you must listen carefully for the answers.’ At midnight the dragon came by flying in and asked for his dinner...

(Maybe I'll continue this if someone eager enough to know the ending)

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

#4. Choose your hero!

Once there was a dwarf whose job it was to lift a heavy rock. His boss was an angry giant.

The dwarf would struggle all day under the giant's supervision. And as long as the giant was watching, the dwarf was unable to lift the rock. So the giant would yell at the dwarf and call him names.

Well, every day, the giant would leave and a unicorn would show up. Daily, as the unicorn watched, the dwarf would lift the rock.

Then, the giant would return and the unicorn would leave. The rock would fall. And just as before, the giant would look on as the dwarf became (again) unable to lift the heavy stone.

One day, the giant left and the dwarf followed him. The dwarf wished to know why the giant was such a great and powerful man. The giant was headed toward his house. So the dwarf went ahead of the giant to hide in a place where he could watch.

As the dwarf was hiding, he saw the unicorn leaving the giant's home. Moments later, the giant arrived and went in. From his hiding place, the dwarf observed the giant talking to a beautiful maiden.

"This must be the giant's beautiful wife" thought the dwarf. "Some day, I will have a beautiful wife. And then, I will also be great and powerful!"

As the dwarf observed, the maiden and the giant got into an argument. The giant left: He was very angry! Running ahead of him, the dwarf returned to his job. A short time later, the giant arrived.

"You are small and weak" the Giant told the dwarf. "You will never be able to lift the heavy rock." But then something happened that had never happened before: The dwarf lifted the heavy stone as the giant looked on.

With such rigorous exercise, the dwarf in short time became a giant. He married the maiden. And he became the boss.

Another dwarf took his place at lifting the rock. The new dwarf was small and weak. And he was never able to lift the heavy stone as long as the giant-who-used-to-be-a-dwarf watched.

Always angry, the giant-who-used-to-be-a-dwarf would yell and call the new dwarf names. And the giant-who-used-to-be-a-dwarf never saw the unicorn again.

(About: This is an original story I wrote. As the reader, you must decide who is the hero: The dwarf, the giant, the maiden, or the unicorn? I find it very sad that the unicorn was never seen again!)

Submitted by: Brett Robertson

Mindrecreation

Monday, June 9, 2008

#3. True Story of..lizards?

This is a true story that happened in Japan.
In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan tear open the wall.

Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls.

When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stucked there because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet.

He sees this, feels pity and at the same time curious, as when he checked the nail, it was nailed 10 years ago when the house was first built.

What happened? The lizard has survived in such position for 10 years!?!! In a dark wall partition for 10 years without moving,it is impossible and mind boggling.

Then he wondered, how this lizard survived for 10 years without moving a single step - since its feet was nailed!

So, he stopped his work and observed the lizard,what has it been doing and what has it been eating? Later, don't know from where appears another lizard,with food in its mouth... AHHH!

He was stunned and touched deeply. For the lizard that was stucked by nail, another lizard has been feeding it for the past 10 years...

Such a love, such a beautiful love!! Such love happened even on this tiny creature. What can love do? It can do wonders!! Love can do miracles!!

Imagine it has been doing it for a tiredsome 10 yrs, without giving up hope on its partner. Imagine what a small creature can do that a creature blessed with the brilliant mind can't.

I am touched when I heard this story. And started wondering the relationship between them: family, friends, lovers, brothers, sisters...... As the technology advances, our access to information become faster and faster. But the distance between human beings, was it getting closer as well? NEVER ABANDON YOUR LOVED ONES.

Submitted By: YenZZZ-www.seenread.blogspot.com

Friday, June 6, 2008

#2. Do you feel grateful for your love?


Daniel: I guess we are the left overs in this world.
Jasmine: I think so.. All of my friends have boyfriends & we are the only 2 persons left in this world without any special someone in our lives.
Daniel: Yup! I don't know what to do.
Jasmine: I know! We'll play a game.
Daniel: What game?
Jasmine: I'll be your girlfriend for 30 days & you will be my boyfriend.
Daniel: That's a great plan in fact, I don't have anything to do for the following weeks..

DAY 1:
They watched their first movie together & were both touched in the romantic film.
DAY 4:
They went to the beach & had a picnic... Daniel & Jasmine had their quality time together.
DAY 12:
Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they went to a Horror House.. Jasmine was scared and she tried to touch Daniel's hand but by accident she touched someone else's and they both laughed..
DAY 14:
They saw a fortune teller down the road and asked for their future. The fortune teller said: "My darlings, please don't waste the time of your lives... spend your time together happily." Then tears flow from the teller's eyes.
DAY 20:
Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor... Jasmine mumbled something.
DAY 28:
They rode on a bus and because of the bumpy road, Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident.
DAY 29:
11:37 pm : Daniel & Jasmine were sitting in the park where they first decided to play this game...
Daniel: I'm tired Jasmine... do you want any drinks? I'll buy you one.. I'll just go down the road..
Jasmine: Apple juice would be fine,thanks.
Daniel: Wait for me...
20 minutes later... a stranger approached Jasmine.
Stranger: Are you a friend of Daniel?
Jasmine: Yes, why? What happened?
Stranger: A reckless drunken driver ran over Daniel & he is critical in the hospital.
11:57pm : The doctor came out from the emergency room & handed out an apple juice & a letter to Jasmine.
Doctor: We found this in Daniel's pocket.
Jasmine read the letter which says:
Jasmine, this past few days, I realized you are really a cute girl & I am falling for you.. your cherished smile, your everything when we played this game.. & before this game ends, I would like you to be my girlfriend for the rest of my life. I love you, Jasmine...
Jasmine crumples the paper & shouted..
"Daniel! I don't want you to die...I love you... Remember that night we saw a meteor? I mumbled something.. I wished that we would be together forever & never end this game. Please don't leave me, Daniel... I love you, you cannot do this to me
Then the clock strikes 12
Daniel's heart stop pumping
THEN IT WAS THE 30th DAY...
*******************************************************************************************************
Always love your loved ones & show them how you feel before it's too late.. You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace.. If you were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting compassion & love to your love ones, today is the day. Love them while they are still here...

Thursday, June 5, 2008

#1. MUST READ ONE! --before it's too late






This note is written by a 85 years old man who knows he's going to die...:



"If I have one more chance to live my life,I'll try my best to do more mistakes.I won't be such a perfecta.I'll be more clumsy.I'll be a slow man.I'll live my life as dumb as ever.Indeed, there's only a few things I must take seriously. I'll live a crazier life.I won't be such a hygienic as I used to be.
I'll take more chances,I'll travel a lot,I'll climb more mountains,I'll cross the sea lot more,I'll go to more places that I've never been.I'll eat more ice-cream and less beans.
I'll face more reality problems than imagination.
You know, i am one of those who always try to prevent sickness, try to be logic, and try to aware from hours to hours, day to day.Oh, I also sometimes do the other way around.If I have a chance to rewind my life,I'll do the other way around.
I am one of those whenever going out always bring a thermometer, hot water, glistering, raincoat, and parachute. If i have a chance to live once more, I'll travel without those things.
If I have a chance to live once more, I'll going out on my bare foot in the morning at autumn and wake up in the evening at fall. I'll ride more on theme park; I'll watch sunrise more often, and I'll play with the kids more.
But as you see,I can't replay my life.

Let's do some trade...

Let's do some trade...
Submit me one of your great story-you can mail me at hw_kuul@yahoo.com
Your story will have your name below of course.
This is what you'll get, choose one :
1. 3 comments on your site
2. 150 entrecard credits
3. your site link on this blog
4. e-book about blogging or traffic
5. you'll become author of my site