New Exam

 

This test will keep that dreaded disease that effects your memory at bay!   New Senior's Exam, you only need 4 correct out of 10 questions to pass. 1) How long did the Hundred Years' War last? 2) Which country makes Panama hats? 3) From which animal do we get cat gut? 4) In which month do Russians celebrate the October Revolution? 5) What is a camel's hair brush made of?   6) The Canary Islands in the Pacific are named after what animal? 7) What was King George VI's first name? 8) What colour is a purple finch? 9) Where are Chinese gooseberries from? 10) What is the colour of the black box in a commercial airplane? Remember, you need only 4 correct answers to pass. Check your answers below .... ANSWERS TO THE QUIZ 1) How long did the Hundred Years War last? 116 years 2) Which country makes Panama hats? Ecuador 3) From which animal do we get cat gut? Sheep and Horses 4) In which month do Russians celebrate the October Revolution?November 5) What is a camel's hair brush made of? Squirrel fur 6) The Canary Islands in the Pacific are named after what animal? Dogs 7) What was King George VI's first name? Albert 8 ) What colour is a purple finch? Crimson 9) Where are Chinese gooseberries from? New Zealand 10) What is the colour of the black box in a commercial airplane? Orange (of course) What do you mean, you failed? Me, too! (And if you try to tell me you passed, you LIED!) Pass this on to your brilliant friends.

 

TO MY GIRLS!

What's so poignant about this picture? Well, it shows a line of little girls holding hands facing the immensity of ocean waves. Alone they might be washed away, but together they stand strong. Thank you each for holding my hand somewhere along the way When I was facing a wave of my own. I hope you will reach for my hand when your own wave threatens. All of us girls.. Old and young... Near and far.... Hold special memories of good times we've shared. We've had our share of hard times when our friends were there to make us feel better. We've shared...our hearts our time our secrets our fears our hopes and our dreams. Let us never break the chain of friends! If you get this twice or more, you are lucky to have more than one girlfriend. Someone will always be prettier. Someone will always be smarter. Their house will be bigger. They will drive a better car. Their children will do better in school. And their husband will fix more things around the house. So let it go, Be Happy! And love yourself and your circumstances. Think about it. The prettiest woman in the world can have trouble in her heart. And the most highly favored woman on your job may be fighting her own battle. And the richest woman you know, she's got the car, the house, the clothes....might be lonely. And the Word says 'If I have not Love, I have nothing.' So, again, love you. Love who you are. Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say 'I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed!' I like that! 'Winners make things happen. Losers let things happen' Be Blessed ladies and pass this on to encourage another woman. 'To the world you might be one person, But to one person you just might be the world.' SEND THIS TO YOUR FAVORITE WOMEN - I JUST DID! o

 

It all began with an iPhone...

Now here’s a good one I received in the mail today…

March was when our son celebrated his 17th birthday, and we got him an iPhone. He just loved it. Who wouldn't?

I celebrated my birthday in July, and my wife made me very happy when she bought me an iPad.

Our daughter's birthday was in August so we got her an iPod Touch.

My wife celebrated her birthday in September so I got her an iRon.

It was around then that the fight started..

What my wife failed to recognize is that the iRon can be integrated into the home network with the iWash, iCook and iClean.

This inevitably activates the iNag reminder service.

I should be out of the hospital next week!!

iHurt

Service your Merc - Africa style

A café and a workshop all rolled into one.

 

You can now have a coke and a silencer change at the same time !!

 
J J J

 

 

 

 

Happy New Year

Wishing all our family and friends a wonderfully blessed 2013.

Merry Christmas

After 3 weeks away, our big brat finally got home this weekend. It’s just awesome having my whole brood back together for the holidays. Home is just not the same with missing children.

I can hardly believe another year has passed and this week we had a busy week getting ready for Christmas and here it is…

Wishing you all a very blessed Christmas and all the best for 2013.

The Rich Family in Our Congregation

Received this one from a friend…

Good morning

Today I have something very special. We read in Luke 21:1-3: “As he looked up, Jesus saw the rich putting their gifts into the temple treasury. He also saw a poor widow put in two very small copper coins. ‘I tell you the truth,’ he said, ‘this poor widow has put in more than all the others. All these people gave their gifts out of their wealth; but she out of her poverty put in all she had to live on.’”

 

Here follows the modern day version (author unknown):

I  will not easily forget Easter of 1946. I was 14, Ocy 12 and Darlene 16 years of age. Us three lived with Mother and understood what it meant to get along without many things. My father had passed away five years earlier and had left my mother with seven children and no money. By 1946 the eldest four had already left home.

A month before Easter our pastor announced that on Easter a special collection will be taken to help a poor family. He asked everybody to save some money and to really sacrifice by giving generously.

Back home we immediately started to talk about what we could do. We decided to buy 50 pounds (approx 23kg) of potatoes and live on it for the entire month. That way we could save $20.00 on our grocery budget, which we could contribute. We also decided to reduce our electricity usage so we could save even more. We cleaned people's houses and backyards and used every opportunity to babysit. With each 15 cents we got we bought enough wool to knit three oven gloves, which we then sold for $1.00. This way we managed to raise another $20.00.

That month was one of the best in our lives. In the evenings we sat in the dark chatting about how the poor family will enjoy the money the church was going to give them. Since there were about 80 people in the congregation, we calculated that the poor family will receive at least 20 times the amount we would contribute. After all, the pastor did remind them every Sunday of this special collection.

The day before Easter my sister and I went to the grocery store and exchanged all the small change for three new $20.00 notes and one $10.00 note. We ran home to show them to Mother and Darlene. We never before had so much money. That night we could hardly sleep due to the excitement. It did not bother us that we could not get new clothes for Easter, since we had $70.00 for the special offering. We couldn't wait to go to church.
That Sunday it rained cats and dogs. We didn't possess an umbrella, but did not care to get wet either. Darlene's feet even got wet because her shoes had holes. Proudly we sat in church. I heard some of the other teenagers whisper something about the Smith girls wearing their old dresses again. I looked at their new dresses and felt very rich. During the collection Mother put in the $10.00 note and each of us a $20.00 note. We sang on the way back home. For lunch Mother surprised us. She had bought a dozen eggs and we could eat Easter eggs with the potatoes.

Late that afternoon the pastor turned up at our home. Mother opened the door, spoke a short while with him and came back with an envelope in her hand. We asked what it was, but she said nothing. When she opened the envelope a lot of money fell out of it; three new $20 notes, one new $10 note and seventeen $1.00 notes. Mother put the money back and nobody said anything. We just sat there, staring at the floor. Moments ago we felt like millionaires, but now we felt poor and worthless.

Our life thus far had been so happy and we felt sorry for everybody who did not have our mother and father and a home full of brothers and sisters and friends constantly visiting. We had thought it was fun to share cutlery and to always wonder what you would get tonight - the fork or spoon. We had two knives that we sent around for those who needed it.

We knew other people had many things we didn't have, but we never thought of ourselves as poor. But that Easter we found out that we were actually poor. The pastor did bring the money that they collected for the poor family, to us. So we had to be poor! I did not like being poor at all. I looked at my dress and worn out shoes and was so ashamed I did not want to go to church anymore. Everybody had apparently known for a long time that we were poor. At school I was in year nine and was top of the class of over a hundred children. I wondered whether these children also knew we were poor. I decided to leave school, since I already passed year eight, the grade I needed to officially leave school as the law required those years.

We sat there quietly for a long time and eventually went to bed. During the week following we spoke very little. That Saturday Mother broke the silence asking what we wanted to do with the money. We wondered what poor people do with money. We did not know, since we did not know we were poor. We actually did not want to go back to church on the Sunday, but Mother said we had to.

Although it was a lovely sunny day, nobody spoke. Mother put in a song, but nobody joined in. At church a missionary spoke and told how people in Africa built churches with sundried clay bricks, but they needed money to put on roofs. He said that $100.00 should be sufficient for the roof of one church. The pastor asked whether we all could bring an offering to help these poor people.
We looked at one another and smiled for the first time that week. Mother took the envelope from her handbag and we sent it on to Ocy who put it in the offering basket. When the money was counted, the pastor announced that the contribution was just over $100.00. The missionary was very excited for he did not expect such a generous contribution from such a small congregation. He said that we had to have rich people in our church. Then it struck us. We gave $87.00 of the just more than $100.00. We were the rich family in the church. Did the missionary not say it himself? Since that day I have never again been poor.
Lord, help us to give like the poor widow.

… just goes to show that those who have the least generally give the most.

Please pass this on if you think others may benefit by it.