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			<title>Cute Love</title>
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;Late at night when all the world is sleeping/I stay up and think 
of you/And I still can&apos;t believe/That you came up to me, and said &quot;I 
love you.” From &quot;I love you too.” By-Selena, Dreaming of You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;I can&apos;t imagine any greater fear than waking up without you here. 
Though the sun would still shine on my whole world would all be gone but
 not for long. If I had to run if I had to crawl, If I had to swim a 
hundred rivers just to climb a thousand walls, always know that I would 
find a way to get to where you are. Theres no place that far.” By Sara 
Evans, No Place That Far&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;It was the first time in my life that I had ever felt this way 
inside and I knew that it was real. It was the first time. Just like a 
snowfall coming down in June, impossible but it could be true. And I 
knew that it was real, it was the first time.” By Lil Corey, The First 
Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;I’ve been in love a time before, but it didn’t work out right. 
This love for you I can&apos;t ignore, I try to run but I just can’t hide, no
 no. Girl I put my trust in you, I’m not afraid of what my boys might 
say cause I know that my love is real. All I am asking for is a lifetime
 is all that I need I’m ready to settle down and give you all of me a 
lifetime is all that I need don’t ever take your love away, Ill be here 
always.” By Prophet Jones: Lifetime&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;Without you my whole world is falling apart and I am ...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &lt;i&gt;&quot;Late at night when all the world is sleeping/I stay up and think 
of you/And I still can&apos;t believe/That you came up to me, and said &quot;I 
love you.” From &quot;I love you too.” By-Selena, Dreaming of You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;I can&apos;t imagine any greater fear than waking up without you here. 
Though the sun would still shine on my whole world would all be gone but
 not for long. If I had to run if I had to crawl, If I had to swim a 
hundred rivers just to climb a thousand walls, always know that I would 
find a way to get to where you are. Theres no place that far.” By Sara 
Evans, No Place That Far&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &lt;i&gt;&quot;It was the first time in my life that I had ever felt this way 
inside and I knew that it was real. It was the first time. Just like a 
snowfall coming down in June, impossible but it could be true. And I 
knew that it was real, it was the first time.” By Lil Corey, The First 
Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;I’ve been in love a time before, but it didn’t work out right. 
This love for you I can&apos;t ignore, I try to run but I just can’t hide, no
 no. Girl I put my trust in you, I’m not afraid of what my boys might 
say cause I know that my love is real. All I am asking for is a lifetime
 is all that I need I’m ready to settle down and give you all of me a 
lifetime is all that I need don’t ever take your love away, Ill be here 
always.” By Prophet Jones: Lifetime&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;Without you my whole world is falling apart and I am going crazy, 
life’s a prison when you&apos;re in love alone.” By Usher: Can You Help Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;Last night I had a crazy dream/ A wish was granted just for me,/ 
It could be for anything/ I didn&apos;t ask for money/ Or a mansion in 
Malibu/ I simply wished, for one more day with you.” By Diamond Rio: One
 More Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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 &lt;i&gt;&quot;Baby I love you, you are my life/ My happiest moments weren&apos;t 
complete if you weren&apos;t by my side/ You&apos;re my relation and connection to
 the sun/ With you next to me, there&apos;s no darkness I can&apos;t overcome/ You
 are my raindrops, I am the seed/ With you and God who&apos;s my sunlight I&apos;m
 blooming, grown so beautifully” By Beyonce: Dangerously in Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 A simple cute love message would bring a smile on to person whom you hold very dear!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/cute_love/2012-02-14-17</link>
			<category>Romans</category>
			<dc:creator>zapp</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/cute_love/2012-02-14-17</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 16:42:58 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Sweet Love</title>
			<description>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;A kiss can be a comma, a question mark, or an exclamation point. 
That&apos;s a basic spelling that every woman should know.” By Jeanne 
Bourgeois&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Nice to be here? At my age it&apos;s nice to be anywhere.” By George Burns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The shell must break before the bird can fly.” By Tennyson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.” By H. Jackson Brown Jr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The world is but a canvas to the imagination.” By Henry David Thoreau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;When your heart speaks, take good notes.” By Judith Cambell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don&apos;t matter and those who matter don&apos;t mind.” By Dr. Seuss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Music is the shorthand of emotion.” By Leo Tolstoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.” By Elizabeth Foley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you.” By Marsha Norman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is a beautiful dream.” By William Sharp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;We were two and had but one heart.” By Francois Villon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.” By Judy Garland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is an energy which exists of itself. It is its own value.” By Thornton Wilder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, 
it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not 
easily angered, it keeps n...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;A kiss can be a comma, a question mark, or an exclamation point. 
That&apos;s a basic spelling that every woman should know.” By Jeanne 
Bourgeois&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Nice to be here? At my age it&apos;s nice to be anywhere.” By George Burns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The shell must break before the bird can fly.” By Tennyson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.” By H. Jackson Brown Jr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The world is but a canvas to the imagination.” By Henry David Thoreau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;When your heart speaks, take good notes.” By Judith Cambell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don&apos;t matter and those who matter don&apos;t mind.” By Dr. Seuss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Music is the shorthand of emotion.” By Leo Tolstoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.” By Elizabeth Foley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you.” By Marsha Norman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is a beautiful dream.” By William Sharp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;We were two and had but one heart.” By Francois Villon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.” By Judy Garland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is an energy which exists of itself. It is its own value.” By Thornton Wilder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, 
it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not 
easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in 
evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, 
always hopes, always perseveres.” By Corinthians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;There is no remedy for love but to love more.” By Thoreau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.” By Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;The best feelings are those that have no words to describe them.” By Michelle Hammersley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.” By Roy Croft&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.” By Elynor Glyn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;You love simply because you cannot help it.” By Kim Anderson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
 &quot;Love is the life of the soul. It is the harmony of the universe.” By William Ellery Channing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 Simple and expressive, sweet love messages always add a special spark to your bond.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/sweet_love/2012-02-14-16</link>
			<category>Romans</category>
			<dc:creator>zapp</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/sweet_love/2012-02-14-16</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 16:41:52 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Boracay Escapade</title>
			<description>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Boracay Trip!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boracay trip was some kind of very tiring but it was satisfactorily earned... grabi ang byahi from iloilo international airport to catiklan trip was 4 to 5 hrs trip... and we rent a VAN for 4k direct from airport to catiklan (MAYA). And from airport to stop over PINGEES RESTAURANT about an hour and half. They have selective fine food but not all and it is a little bit expensive but they also have cheap food for lunch. Hehehe.. While on the road going to catiklan you can also find public confort room and its clean and their are some road repair going to catiklan. &lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;At the port of catiklan (MAYA).. their is environmental fee of php75, brochure fee for php25 and banca for php25 going to Boracay island. And from boracay port going to boracay white sand you need to ride with a trycicle for php25 or multicab for php200 the trip was for 5 to 10 mins. Their you can find many lodging house, pension house or room for rent for a short period of time per overnight. You can find a room for php1500 overnight or higher depending on the type of room that you are renting for few days that you are going to stay in boracay island. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Boracay Trip!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boracay trip was some kind of very tiring but it was satisfactorily earned... grabi ang byahi from iloilo international airport to catiklan trip was 4 to 5 hrs trip... and we rent a VAN for 4k direct from airport to catiklan (MAYA). And from airport to stop over PINGEES RESTAURANT about an hour and half. They have selective fine food but not all and it is a little bit expensive but they also have cheap food for lunch. Hehehe.. While on the road going to catiklan you can also find public confort room and its clean and their are some road repair going to catiklan. &lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;At the port of catiklan (MAYA).. their is environmental fee of php75, brochure fee for php25 and banca for php25 going to Boracay island. And from boracay port going to boracay white sand you need to ride with a trycicle for php25 or multicab for php200 the trip was for 5 to 10 mins. Their you can find many lodging house, pension house or room for rent for a short period of time per overnight. You can find a room for php1500 overnight or higher depending on the type of room that you are renting for few days that you are going to stay in boracay island. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/boracay_escapade/2011-07-05-15</link>
			<category>Inspirational Story</category>
			<dc:creator>zap</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/boracay_escapade/2011-07-05-15</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 03:08:55 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;What We Want In Life&quot;</title>
			<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;What We Want In Life&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;The American businessman was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied only a little while. The American then asked why didn&apos;t he stay out longer and catch more fish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Mexican said he had enough to support his family&apos;s immediate needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American then asked, &quot;but what do you do with the rest of your time?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Mexican fisherman said, &quot;I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life, senor.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American scoffed, &quot;I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy se...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;What We Want In Life&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;The American businessman was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied only a little while. The American then asked why didn&apos;t he stay out longer and catch more fish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Mexican said he had enough to support his family&apos;s immediate needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American then asked, &quot;but what do you do with the rest of your time?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Mexican fisherman said, &quot;I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life, senor.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American scoffed, &quot;I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Mexican fisherman asked, &quot;But senor, how long will this all take?&quot; To which the American replied, 15-20 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;But what then, senor?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American laughed and said &quot;that&apos;s the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Millions, senor then what?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American said, &quot;Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Moral of the Story:&lt;br&gt;Too often we run around chasing things we don&apos;t know what our aim in life is. Satisfaction can be found in the simplest form of life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_what_we_want_in_life_quot/2011-04-05-14</link>
			<category>Inspirational Story</category>
			<dc:creator>james</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_what_we_want_in_life_quot/2011-04-05-14</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 02:10:39 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;The Perfect Boss&quot;</title>
			<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;The Perfect Boss&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;There were about 70 scientists working on a very hectic project. All of them were really frustrated due to the pressure of work and the demands of their boss but everyone was loyal to him and did not think of quitting their job.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day, one scientist came to his boss and told him, &quot;Sir, I have promised my children that I will take them to the exhibition going on in our township so I want to leave the office at 5:30 pm.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His boss replied, &quot;OK, You&apos;re permitted to leave the office early today.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Scientist started working. He continued his work after lunch. As usual, he got involved to such an extent that he looked at his watch only when he felt he was close to completion. The time was 8.30 PM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suddenly he remembered the promise he had made to his children.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He looked for his boss but he was not there. Having told him in the morning himself, he closed everything and left for home. Deep within himself, he was feeling guilty for having disappointed his children. He reached home. The children were...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;The Perfect Boss&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;There were about 70 scientists working on a very hectic project. All of them were really frustrated due to the pressure of work and the demands of their boss but everyone was loyal to him and did not think of quitting their job.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day, one scientist came to his boss and told him, &quot;Sir, I have promised my children that I will take them to the exhibition going on in our township so I want to leave the office at 5:30 pm.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His boss replied, &quot;OK, You&apos;re permitted to leave the office early today.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Scientist started working. He continued his work after lunch. As usual, he got involved to such an extent that he looked at his watch only when he felt he was close to completion. The time was 8.30 PM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suddenly he remembered the promise he had made to his children.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He looked for his boss but he was not there. Having told him in the morning himself, he closed everything and left for home. Deep within himself, he was feeling guilty for having disappointed his children. He reached home. The children were not there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His wife alone was sitting in the hall and reading magazines. The situation was explosive; any talk would boomerang on him. His wife asked him, &quot;Would you like to have coffee or shall I straight away serve dinner if you are hungry?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The man replied, &quot;If you would like to have coffee, I too will have but what about the children?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hi wife replied, &quot;You don&apos;t know? Your boss came here at 5.15 PM and has taken the children to the exhibition.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What had really happened was ... The boss who granted him permission was observing him working seriously at 5.00 PM. He thought to himself, this person will not leave the work, but if he has promised his children they should enjoy the visit to exhibition. So he took the lead in taking them to exhibition.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The boss does not have to do it every time. But once it is done, loyalty is established. That is why all the scientists at Thumba continued to work under their boss even though the stress was tremendous.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the way, can you hazard a guess as to who the boss was?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He was none other than the mastermind behind India &apos;s successful nuclear weapons and missiles program - Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, Former President of India.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_the_perfect_boss_quot/2011-04-05-13</link>
			<category>Inspirational Story</category>
			<dc:creator>james</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_the_perfect_boss_quot/2011-04-05-13</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 02:09:42 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;Diversity - Treat Everyone As Equal&quot;</title>
			<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;Diversity - Treat Everyone As Equal&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;The following story shows us the side of diversity that we are all working for, or at least should be. It is a pleasant twist to see that there are companies and individuals who face discrimination head on, if only one small step at a time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enjoy reading the positive side of diversity... Applause the airline for their action in this situation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a flight from Johannesburg, a middle-aged, well-off white South African Lady had found herself sitting next to a black man. She called the cabin crew attendant over to complain about her seating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;What seems to be the problem Madam?&quot; asked the attendant.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Can&apos;t you see?&quot; she said &quot;You&apos;ve sat me next to a kaffir. I can&apos;t possibly sit next to this disgusting human. Find me another seat!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Please calm down Madam.&quot; the stewardess replied. &quot;The flight is very full today, but I&apos;ll tell you what I&apos;ll do - I&apos;ll go and check to see if we have any seats available in club or first class.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The woman cocks a snooty look at the outraged bla...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;Diversity - Treat Everyone As Equal&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;The following story shows us the side of diversity that we are all working for, or at least should be. It is a pleasant twist to see that there are companies and individuals who face discrimination head on, if only one small step at a time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enjoy reading the positive side of diversity... Applause the airline for their action in this situation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a flight from Johannesburg, a middle-aged, well-off white South African Lady had found herself sitting next to a black man. She called the cabin crew attendant over to complain about her seating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;What seems to be the problem Madam?&quot; asked the attendant.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Can&apos;t you see?&quot; she said &quot;You&apos;ve sat me next to a kaffir. I can&apos;t possibly sit next to this disgusting human. Find me another seat!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Please calm down Madam.&quot; the stewardess replied. &quot;The flight is very full today, but I&apos;ll tell you what I&apos;ll do - I&apos;ll go and check to see if we have any seats available in club or first class.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The woman cocks a snooty look at the outraged black man beside her (not to mention many of the surrounding passengers).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A few minutes later the flight attendant returns with the good news, which she delivers to the lady, who cannot help but look at the people around her with a smug and self satisfied grin: &quot;Madam, unfortunately, as I suspected, economy is full. I&apos;ve spoken to the cabin services director, and club is also full. However, we do have one seat in first class&quot;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before the lady has a chance to answer, the attendant continues... &quot;It is most extraordinary to make this kind of upgrade, however, and I have had to get special permission from the captain. But, given the circumstances, the captain felt that it was outrageous that someone be forced to sit next to such an obnoxious person.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With which, she turned to the black man sitting next to her, and said: &quot;So if you&apos;d like to get your things, sir, I have your seat ready for you.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At which point, apparently the surrounding passengers stood and gave a standing ovation while the black guy walks up to the front of the plane.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Remember everyone is as equal human being as you are. Treat everyone with love and respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_diversity_treat_everyone_as_equal_quot/2011-04-05-12</link>
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			<dc:creator>james</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_diversity_treat_everyone_as_equal_quot/2011-04-05-12</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 02:09:03 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;A Lesson to Teach&quot;</title>
			<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;A Lesson to Teach&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;Her name was Mrs. Thompson. As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mrs.Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn&apos;t play well with the other children that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs.Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X&apos;s and then putting a big &quot;F&quot; at the top of his papers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child&apos;s past records and she put Teddy&apos;s off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Teddy&apos;s first grade teacher wrote, &quot;Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his w...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;A Lesson to Teach&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;Her name was Mrs. Thompson. As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mrs.Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn&apos;t play well with the other children that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs.Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X&apos;s and then putting a big &quot;F&quot; at the top of his papers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child&apos;s past records and she put Teddy&apos;s off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Teddy&apos;s first grade teacher wrote, &quot;Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His second grade teacher wrote, &quot;Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His third grade teacher wrote, &quot;His mother&apos;s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn&apos;t show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren&apos;t taken.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Teddy&apos;s fourth grade teacher wrote, &quot;Teddy is withdrawn and doesn&apos;t show much interest in school. He doesn&apos;t have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy&apos;s. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But she stifled the children&apos;s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, &quot;Mrs.Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to,&quot; After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her &quot;teacher&apos;s pets.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he&apos;d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor&apos;s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The story doesn&apos;t end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he&apos;d met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs.Thompson did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs.Thompson&apos;s ear, &quot;Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, &quot;Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn&apos;t really know how to teach until I met you.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please remember that wherever you go, and whatever you do, you will have the opportunity to touch and/or change a person&apos;s outlook.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please try to do it in a positive way:&lt;br&gt;&quot;Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_a_lesson_to_teach_quot/2011-04-05-11</link>
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			<dc:creator>zap</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_a_lesson_to_teach_quot/2011-04-05-11</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 02:07:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;God&apos;s Cup of Coffee&quot;</title>
			<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;God&apos;s Cup of Coffee&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for t...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;God&apos;s Cup of Coffee&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... And then you began eyeing each other&apos;s cups.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;God brews the coffee, not the cups... Enjoy your coffee!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;The happiest people don&apos;t have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_god_39_s_cup_of_coffee_quot/2011-04-05-10</link>
			<category>Inspirational Story</category>
			<dc:creator>zap</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_god_39_s_cup_of_coffee_quot/2011-04-05-10</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 02:06:05 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;Parable Of A Pencil&quot;</title>
			<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;Parable Of A Pencil&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box. &quot;There are 5 things you need to know&quot;, he told the pencil, &quot;before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ONE: &quot;You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in Someone&apos;s hand.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TWO: &quot;You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you&apos;ll need it to become a better pencil.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THREE: &quot;You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FOUR: &quot;The most important part of you will always be what&apos;s inside.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND FIVE: &quot;On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now replacing the place of the pencil with you; always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best person you can be.&lt;/d...</description>
			<content:encoded>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;product_under_title&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 600px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;Parable Of A Pencil&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_product_content&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box. &quot;There are 5 things you need to know&quot;, he told the pencil, &quot;before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ONE: &quot;You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in Someone&apos;s hand.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TWO: &quot;You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you&apos;ll need it to become a better pencil.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THREE: &quot;You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FOUR: &quot;The most important part of you will always be what&apos;s inside.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND FIVE: &quot;On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now replacing the place of the pencil with you; always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best person you can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content:encoded>
			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_parable_of_a_pencil_quot/2011-04-05-9</link>
			<category>Inspirational Story</category>
			<dc:creator>zap</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_parable_of_a_pencil_quot/2011-04-05-9</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 02:03:58 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>&quot;Try Till You Win&quot;</title>
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			<link>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_try_till_you_win_quot/2011-04-05-8</link>
			<category>Inspirational Message</category>
			<dc:creator>zap</dc:creator>
			<guid>https://zapperfriends.ucoz.net/blog/quot_try_till_you_win_quot/2011-04-05-8</guid>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 01:55:18 GMT</pubDate>
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