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Filed under: friEndship....evEr!!!!!!!!!! — nichole006 at 5:44 am on Sunday, March 15, 2009
The Queen and the Mouse
(France)		 say what you think

Once upon a time a wicked King invaded Carly, age 7a Queen’s land, seized the Queen and her infant daughter as prisoners, and shut them both into the highest room of a tall tower. The room was very tiny and empty, with only one table and a very hard bed on the floor. Then the enemy King sent for a fairy who lived near his kingdom. He nearly pushed the Fairy up the stairs to see the Queen. The Fairy was so touched by the sight of the Queen’s miserable condition that when she kissed the Queen’s hand the Fairy whispered to her, “Courage, madam! I think I see a way to help you.”
The Queen whispered her thanks. Then the wicked King cried harshly, “Silence!” Aditya S., age 9 He turned to the Fairy. “I brought you here for one reason and one reason only. Tell me this: Is this baby girl destined to grow up to be a worthy bride for my son?”
The Fairy answered that indeed, the Princess was destined to grow up to have every grace good fortune could bestow, that she would be fair, fortunate and in every way worthy of a throne. The old King growled to the Queen that it was lucky for them both that the Fairy had said it would be so. Then the baby would be saved to become the future bride for his son, a spoiled boy already terrorizing the palace with his wild tantrums and mean pranks. The King thundered that if the Fairy had forecast differently, both the baby and her mother would have immediately been hanged. Then he stamped off, taking the Fairy with him, and leaving the poor Queen in tears.
“How can I wish my little daughter to grow up with good graces only to be married to that horrid King’s son!” she cried. “And yet, if she were ill-fated we would both be doomed right now. If only I could hide her safely away, somewhere, anywhere! There must be someplace where the cruel King could never find her.”
Aaron, age 8As the days went on, the Queen and the little Princess grew thinner and thinner, for every day their hard-hearted jailer gave them only three boiled peas each to eat and a tiny morsel of black bread, so they were always terribly hungry. At last, one evening, as the Queen sat at her spinning-wheel — for she was made to work day and night — she saw a tiny, pretty little mouse creep out of a hole. She said to the mouse, “Alas, little creature! Why are you coming here? I have only three peas each each day, so unless you wish to starve I’m afraid you must go elsewhere for your food.”
Travis, age 8But the mouse ran hither and thither, and danced and twirled so prettily, that the Queen clapped and laughed with joy and at last gave the mouse her last pea, which she was keeping for her supper, saying, “Here, little one. I’m sorry I’ve nothing better to offer you, as your fine dancing deserves far more than this wrinkled little pea.”
She had hardly spoken when upon the table appeared a succulent roast partridge and two dishes of preserved fruit. Amazed she was! Quickly she mashed a portion of the meat and fruit and spoon fed her baby, who licked each spoonful with glee. Then the Queen ate with great satisfaction herself, and offered what was left to the little mouse. The mouse danced even more charmingly than ever before. The next morning the jailer brought the Queen and the Princess’ daily allowance of three peas each, which he brought in upon a large dish to make them look even smaller. As soon as the jailer left, the Queen gave the mouse all three of her peas.
The empty dish was instantly covered with all sorts of wonderful things to eat, and the Queen shared a feast with her daughter once again. But afterwards, as she sat at her spinning-wheel, she began to worry that the fine meals could end any time, and even if they didn’t, that her precious daughter was doomed to live as a prisoner, only to be forced to marry that horrid prince when she grew up. The Queen despaired, “Oh! If only I could think of some way of saving her!”
As she spoke, she noticed the little mouse playing in a corner with some long straws. The Queen began to braid the straws, thinking, “If I had but enough straws I could make a basket with them, and let my baby down in the basket from the window to any kind passerby who might take care of her and raise her in freedom.”Kayla, age 10
By the time she had finished her thoughts, the little mouse had dragged in more and more straw, until the Queen had plenty to weave her basket. The Queen worked at it night and day while the little mouse danced for her. At lunch and supper time the Queen gave the mouse the three peas and the bit of black bread, and always found something scrumptious in their place. She really could not imagine where all these yummy dishes were coming from. At last one day when the basket was finished, the Queen was looking out of the window to see how long a cord she must make to lower it to the bottom of the tower, when she noticed a little old woman down below leaning upon her stick who was looking up at her. Kristen, age 10 Presently the old woman said, “I know your trouble, madam. If you like, I will help you.”
At last one day when the basket was finished, the Queen was looking out of the window to see how long a cord she must make to lower it to the bottom of the tower, when she noticed a little old woman down below leaning upon her stick who was looking up at her. Presently the old woman said, “I know your trouble, madam. If you like I will help you.”
“Oh, dear lady!” said the Queen. “If you really wish to be of use to me you will come at a time I will describe to you, and I will let down my poor little baby in a basket. If you will take her, and bring her up for me, when I am rich and free again, I will reward you splendidly.”
“I don’t care about any reward,” said the old woman. “And you can be sure your little daughter shall be well taken care of by me. But there is one thing I should like. You must know that I am very particular about what I eat, and if there is one thing that I fancy above all else, it is a plump, tender little mouse. If there happens to be any mouse in your garret just throw it down to me, that is all I ask.”
Well, when the Queen heard this began to cry. The old woman, after waiting a few minutes, asked her what was the matter.
“Why,” said the Queen, “There is only one mouse in this garret, and that is such a dear, sweet little thing that I cannot bear to think of its being killed.”
“What!” cried the old woman, in a rage. “You care more for a miserable mouse than for your very own baby? Good-bye, madam! I leave you to enjoy its company. For my own part I thank my stars that I can get plenty of mice without troubling the likes of you!”
Rebecca, age 8That night when the Queen’s baby was fast asleep, she packed it into the basket and wrote on a slip of paper, “Here is my beloved but unfortunate little baby girl. Please raise her with tenderness and love.” This she pinned to the baby’s robe. Very sadly she shut the basket. Just then, in sprang the little mouse.
“Ah, little one!” said the Queen. “It cost me dear today to save your life.” Whereupon the Queen collapsed and cried her heart out.
The Mouse answered, “Believe me, madam, you will never regret your kindness.”
Michael, age 9The Queen was immensely astonished when the Mouse began to speak, and still more so when she saw its little sharp nose turn to a beautiful face, and its paws become hands and feet. Then it suddenly grew tall, and the Queen recognized the Fairy who had come up to her tower room with the wicked King to visit her.
The Fairy smiled at her astonished look, and said, “I wanted to see if you were capable of real friendship before I extended myself to help you. You see, we fairies are rich in everything but friends, and real friends are hard to find.”
“It is not possible that you should want for friends, you charming creature,” said the Queen, kissing her.
“Yet it is so,” said the Fairy. “For so many are only friendly with Fairies for their own advantage, and that I do not count at all. But when you protected the poor little mouse, you could not have known there was anything to be gained by it. To test you I took the form of the old woman whom you talked to from the window and tempted you to forsake your little mouse friend. But this you did not do! At that moment I realized that you are indeed capable of true friendship.” Turning to the little Princess, she kissed her rosy lips three times. The Princess cooed and giggled.
“Dear little one, I am going to take you and your mother to my very own enchanted cottage, quite a distance from this wicked kingdom. There you both will be invisible to all others and you, sweet baby, will grow up safe and free, together with your mother.”
In an instant, the Fairy, the Queen and her baby vanished from the tall tower prison room, never to return.
Katherine, age 13

Friendship Forever

Filed under: friEndship....evEr!!!!!!!!!! — nichole006 at 5:41 am on Sunday, March 15, 2009

Two inseparable friends, Sam and Jason, met with an accident on their way to Boston City. The following morning, Jason woke up blind and Sam was still unconscious. Dr. Berkeley was standing at his bedside looking at his health chart and medications with a thoughtful expression on his face. When he saw Sam awake, he beamed at him and asked.” How are you feeling today Sam?” Sam tried to put up a brave face and smiled back saying, “absolutely wonderful Doctor. I am very grateful for all that you have done for me. “Dr Berkeley was moved at Sam’s deed. All that he could say was, “You are a very brave man Sam and God will make it up to you in one way or another”. While he was moving on to the next patient, Sam called back at him almost pleading, “promise me you won’t tell Jason anything”.
“You know I won’t do that. Trust me.” and walked away.
“Thank you ” whispered Sam. He smiled and looked up in prayer ” I hope I live up to your ideas…please give me the strength to be able to go through this..Amen”

Months later when Jason had recuperated considerably, he stopped hanging around with Sam. He felt discouraged and embarrassed to spend time with a disabled person like Sam.
Sam was lonely and disheartened ,since he didn’t have any body else other than Jason to count on. Things went from bad to worse. And one day Sam died in despair. When Jason was called on his burial, he found a letter waiting for him. Dr Berkeley gave it to him with an expressionless face and said” This is for you Jason. Sam had asked me to give it to you when he was gone”.

In the letter he had said: ” Dear Jason, I have kept my promise in the end to lend you my eyes if anything had happened to them. Now there is nothing more that I can ask from God, than the fact ,that will see the world through my eyes. You will always be my best friend……..Sam”.
When he had finished reading Dr. Berkeley said ” I had promised Sam to keep his sacrifice he made a secret from you. But now I wish I didn’t stick it Because I don’t think It was worthy it” .
All that was left for Jason while he stood there was tears of regret and memories of Sam for the rest of his life .

Lesson of the story: No matter what If we make a friend, we should stick by him till the end. Life is meaningless without a friend

ahmm…kilig bA???

Filed under: Uncategorized — nichole006 at 11:44 pm on Monday, March 9, 2009

My dEstiNy!!!!!!!! Let me begin my st0ry with this:

I am a 12 years old then…a freshman student in one of the schools in Sibuyan Island Romblon,year 1999  when i got to kn0w him. His friend gave me a painting with a song and my picture in it…And that was the first time I ever saw him..I was s0 amazed with the painting placed in an oslo paper..hindi kasi ak0 marunong mag-paint kaya talagang ina-admire q0h ang mga ta0ng magagaling in that field and I really kept it.

Hindi ko sya pinansin that time though talagang niligawan nya ko…I had a l0t of suitors, I admit..At isa sa mga suitors q0h ay talagang crush q0h..Sinagot q0h y0n..per0 hindi rin kami nagtagal..Nalaman ko kasi na ung pinsan q0h..gf na rin pala..huhuhuhu..kaya lahat ng sulat at fl0wers na binigay nya sa akin isinoli q0h..

To cut the long st0ry sh0rt..dahil sa hiningi ng pagkakataon,kailangan q0ng magtransfer ng school..

Ive transferred to Batasan Hills National High School…Fr0m there ang daming nangyari..nagkaroon ulit ako ng boyfriend when i was in 2nd year high school..our relationship last f0r almost 4 years…per0 when we were in college, don na nagsimulang gumul0 ang relati0nship namin..ndi na magmeet ang schedules…wala ng time..kaya we decided to broke up..

It was December 2006, ng may nagtxt skin..nagpakilala sya and he told me na sya nga daw si March..kala q0h pa nga y0ng kababata q0ng bakla..(hehehe) per0 later on nalaman ko din na sya nga y0ng dati kong suitor..yong nagbigay sa ‘kin ng painting..Nagka-kwentuhan kami at sinabi nyang matagal n nya kong hinahanap..and guess what kung kanin0 nya nakuha ang number k0..nakuha nya y0n sa classmate ko sa probinsya bef0re..at nakuha din y0n ng classmate q0h sa pinsan q0h na naging classmate ng ka trabah0 ko..(get it???)basta gn0n..(hehe)

pero nakakainis, na-snatch y0ng f0ne q0h kaya again wala na naman kaming c0mmunication..

May 2007 when I decided na magbakasy0n sa probinsya namin..

I spent 2 months there..Nang pumunta kami ng mama ko sa bayan, may nakasalubong akong isang guy…he looks so familiar..at ng nilingon ko sya. nakalingon din sya sa ‘kin…sabay pa tuloy kaming nagkatawanan..

After that, pumunta y0ng boss ng mama q0h sa bahay friday aftern0on…well dedma lng its non of my business anyway..

Saturday morning ng may narinig ulit ak0ng motor na paparating, nasa kuwarto ako non nagbabasa ng pocketbook…hindi ko lang pinansin kasi alam ko namang boss lang ulit ng mama ko yon..after siguro mga 30 minutes lumabas ako…nagulata ako kasi kasama ng boss ng mama ko yong lalaking nakita ko sa bayan no0n..

Sabi ng boss ng mama ko “classmate mo oh,” i said ‘ hindi ko naman classmate ysn eh.”

Sabi nya ” hindi na nga ata ako kilala nyan.”

kung hindi pa sinabi name nya hindi ko talaga sya makikilala…Nagulat ako…after 6 years kasi ang laki n ng pinagbago nya..per0 alam kung isa lang hindi nagbago….chickboy pa rin sya..

After that day hal0s everyday nasa bahay sya…kung anu-ano ang dinadala…at take note…sa lahat ng balak manligaw sya lang ang matapang na tumungtong sa bahay namin at paulit-ulit na nakakapunta don.

for your info po kasi i have 5 brothers at matapang ang dad ko kaya pag ayaw nila ayaw talaga nila..

matagal tagal nya rin ak0ng niligawan…

per0 napasag0t nya rin ak0…(hehehe)

AFter n0n talagang hindi nya na ak0 pinakawalan..

february 25, 2007 when we decide to get married..Now, we have a 1year old babay girl.. and we are happy with each other… after all the heartaches and break-ups…its w0rth it!!!!!!and n0w i can say that he is really  MY DESTINY!!!!!!!!!!

..and bef0re i forgot..y0ng binigay nyang painting sa ‘kin ng hinanap nya y0n naka-p0st prin sa r00m q0h…ang cute kasi talaga!!!!

read this!!!!!!a story to share..

Filed under: l0ve st0ries — nichole006 at 7:25 am on Sunday, February 22, 2009  Tagged

i just read it from a website…hehehe!!natuwa lang aq0ng i-p0st!!

Few Relationships… errr

Let’s start with me in the 7th grade… well… yeah, I was ALWAYS on the short side… Not to short, but enough that my Friends could look down at me and giggle a tiny bit on the inside. all of my boyfreinds have been taller than me. One of my early boyfreinds was named Tim (no last names or anything). He had been in my classes over and over again, but we never really bothered to talk… even on the bus ride. So one day he sat across from me and the bus ride was loud. Kids yellin’ and laughing everywhere. I was turned in my seat and talked to my friend behind of my seat. Out of the corner of my eye i began to relize that Tim was STARING at me… it kinds creeped me out a bit…. then finally he got enough guts to say something and he began talking to me. I noticed not only his cute looks, but also his good personality. I instantly gave in to that 8] . After a good while he began sitting with me and we talked ALOT. Soon enough we went to a two night Camp for a school feild trip. I was pretty pumped, understandable rigtht? So we got at the camp. Only took two busses to get our whole grade there (small huh?) and Tim happened to not be on my bus… so we all unloaded and Tim instantly located me from afar and i was pretty nervouse by then. So we all got into our seperate girl cabins that was inside some weird ’stockade’ like structure… the boys had only two cabins outside of the Girl stockade  haha. so we all settles down and everyone gathered outside of the cabins and into the middle of the large campfire spot (right in the middle of the Stockade.) the man told us our groups for all the activities and we all got our small teams and ‘chaperones’ together. Tim, by pure luck and chance, was in my group. but so was a few other girls that HAD to be pretty XP… eh… so  wasnt that confident but i had my best friend 8] so i was okay. Well we went through a few dumb activities and then went outside for some funner ones. first was the ‘Spider Web’…. each string hole that was webbed between teh two trees was to be only passed through twice at most… so everyone that couldn’t be lifted went through the ones on the bottom… me,  unfortunately having a fast matabalism and being skinny as a stick, well…. was chosen to be lifted… haha so  i kinda stood off the the side as people dove through teh holes and tried to be all cool about it. it was pretty funny to watch… all of a sudden i felt someone scoop me up and carry me towards the ‘web’. ‘what the-’ i stammered. looking up i saw Tim smiling and easily carrrieing me over ‘PUT ME DOWN!’ i yelled and struggled (no match for him)  he just laughed at the poor attempt and passed me through the web… dang him…               So afterwards we moved onto the next activity… the ‘lava pit’… woooow. It was kinda fun actually though… so we all stood behind a line that was made into the ground. A good (but not that long at all) distance rested between us and a small wooden platform across a small open pit. A rope hung in the middle (not touching the ground) between us (behind the line) and the small platform. The objective: get everyone one the small platform. Startover if anyone touches the ground… Tch, figures… so we attempted a few times and every girl kept on falling. Me? I was awesome at it 8] I swung across and landed perfectly, smack dab, centered, on the wood platform. Most of the guys could do it but Tim was the best and strongest.We ended up starting over AGAIN because my friend fell. Haha. So we all agreed to have tim wait on the other side to catch everybody because of his abnormally strength haha. So he went. Then people, agreeing I was the best swinger, had me go next. So I held the rope and I was about to go when my friend pushed me. I swore. A tad to loud, but nothing bad. I swung off course and everyone gave my friend a small glare and laughed a bit. There was a tiny stump that didn’t even have a foot perimeter around it next to the small box tim waited on. Tim saw my direction and reached out to my rope. I was about to start to go backwards when tim threw a hand around my waist and I I landed on my tip-toes on the small stump. Perfectly. Everyone cheered and people flew over to join our small group. Nice huh?After a few more small touching moments, people were begging us to go out. So we did 8].  Three months passed.. he broke-up with me after he asked out another girl (my best friend) and she turned him down and told me. He treid desperately to get back with me using the word phrase ‘I love you’ to vonvince me…. Bu thtats happened to me before… so I said NO.   8th grade came and Tim left our school. No problem for me… ha, so one of my really good friend Justin (I was really good friends with almost all of the guys in our small school… not caring for the popular ones much) and I was really excited… his party was from 12 PM to 9pm… all his parties were fun. Justin’s parties are the fun ones that don’t include beer, alcholhol, or drugs. But consisted more of tons of pizza, hot dogs, hamburgers, candy, man-hunt, tag, red-rover, football, and all those fun outdoor things. We were planning on having an awesome time, even if it ment acting like little kids haha. So  I was a bit late and came to the party around 2 PM (even though I still had about 7 hours left haha) and I pulled up the driveway. I had my long dark brown hair  past my shoulders and side bangs. I was always considered ‘adorable’ and ‘cute-faced’ with my small structure but I can run like beast 8] . as always though I stood out with my clothing choice… my skinny jeans, black tee-shirt with an odd silver design on it, and a stud belt slung to my hips. I wore worn out Etnies that kinda went along with the outfit. I never wear make-up and I don’t care. So… yea all my friends never cared for my clothing choice and treat me the same. I step out of the car, saying bye to my dad and watch him pull out. “JUSTIN!” I yell and death hug the kid who’s about a foot taller than me (and everyone else at the party ha) he hugs me back and tells me my best friend is inside. I thank him and see about six kids sitting on the lawn. There was two guys I knew from my school (not good friends with) one random boy. Another boy who looked positively HOT with long brown straight hair and a skinny body, and a girl with black hair and heavy make-up giving me an awkward non-happy look… ‘oookay….” I mumbled as I saw the really cute guy watch me all the way from the spacey lawn into the house. “ MICAELA!” I squeal diving at her. we giggle and talk for  a bit. There was a total of 5 more guys in the room all cheering on Sam (my best guy friend) and Kevin (another guy I snowboard with.) as they play guitar hero. I sit next to Trevor and micaela and we all laugh and talk. All of a sudden Trevor gets up to try guitar hero and Justin walks in. a few more people form the outside lawn trail in behind him and it gets louder in the small crowded living room. I see the really cute guy watch me as I pretend not to see him (even though he was a yard stick away) … Me, micaela, and that other girl giving me looks were the only girls at the party… (…yay?) so then the guys start yelling and fighting over the guitar hero controller… “ugh” I sigh  “ everybody just SHUT IT!” I yell… and to my surprise everybody does and they laugh. All of a sudden a hand appears in my face I look up to see the hot guy (who looked around the age of 16 )  smiling down at me “high-five!” he said. I laughed and high fived the gorgeous child and he laughed to and jumped onto the couch… ON TOP OF ME. So I scoot over a tad bit, giving us both room… even though he was still half on top of me… so then he reaches out and loops his fingers around my bony ankle. “holy CRAP! Your are effin’ skinny!” he laughed and I awkwardly laugh…. A bit odddddd…. So I jump up as an excuse and scream “TRAMPOLENE!!!” and me and Micalea book it out the door as everyone laughs. Soon enough me and micaela and my guy friend (Sam) are jumpin away and other guys are passing the soccerball. Sam jusmps off to join them and me and micaela continue, laughing and being ridiculous. Then Jack hangs around it and stars talking a TON to us. We laughed and it was fun. I saw some weird object in the grass in the backyard (where the trampoline was) and I jumped off and grabbed it. I pretended to be all ninja, swinging the whip like object around and hitting the house ( random… hmm…) so then I see Justin climb onto the trampoline and lay there… yea hes a tad lazy… Nathan and sam with micalea all just sit there and start to talk. Then I hear someone behind me. So I jump around and see the REALLY hot guy (namez Jack) standing there with a METAL POLE. ‘fight me.” He smiled and I was like “HELL NO” and he swung at my feet (which I skillfully evaded with a jump haha 8] ) “are you Crazy?!” I huffed at him. Which made him smile more. And he jabbed at me, I jumped to the side. Then he walked up to me and held the bar horizontally with both hands, almost separating us. I tried to back up but he kept on walking and he was too close for me to use my ‘weapon of choice’ so I had to drop it and grab his, the same way he was holding it. We both pushed and he breathed right in my face, close to laughing. I wasn’t so happy about that so I pushed harder. But hten he shifted the bar’s poition and his weight forward to I slipped back and lost my balance. In a flash he dropped the bar and scooped me up, throwing me over his shoulders. “CHEATER!!!” I yelled and tried to squirm away… no use. He laughed and put me on the trampoline and I stood on justins back, balancing my self. “here” jack said offering his hand when I kept falling off. So I slowly held his hands and balanced for a bit. Everyone laughed as Justin made… awkward would be the right word choice… noises haha. But then Jack began to slowly pull on my hands… I knew what he was trieing to do.. he shifted his body weight backwards and PRETENDED to FALL BACK!  Bringing me along with him! It was so OBVIOUSE he pretended but not seemed to notice how fake it was! I fell on top of him and he laughed and held me there for a while… I was like “EHHH” in my mind haha.   After it turned 9 PM and by hten he had made soooo many sexy moves that we had already made-out… never saw him again… hahahahaha that was PRETTY BAD if you ask me… woow..

a l0ve st0ry!!!!!

Filed under: l0ve st0ries — nichole006 at 7:19 am on Sunday, February 22, 2009  Tagged

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.”