We don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends do change.
(Source: beben-eleben)
Originally Posted By karaniwangbinatilyo
Survival of the Fittest: Kaalaman: Nagsusuot ka ng Puti para malamigan? Big Mistake.
Sabi nila, pag puti ang damit mo, malamig. Pag itim, mainit. Nag-aabsorb daw kasi ang Black Shirts ng init samantala ang White Shirts, nirereflect nya ang heat away sa katawan mo. Tama yon. But we’re missing one little thing to be considered.
Hindi lang ang araw ang nagrerelease ng init —…
Originally Posted By beben-eleben
The Old Fisherman
Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out-patients at the clinic.
One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. “Why, he’s hardly taller than my eight-year-old,” I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face … lopsided from swelling, red and raw. Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, “Good evening. I’ve come to see if you’ve a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there’s no bus ‘til morning.”
He told me he’d been hunting for a room since noon but with no success. No one seemed to have a room. “I guess it’s my face … I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments…”
