From www.pennyparker2.com

        Barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched people go by.  She never tried

        to  speak, she never said a word.  Many people passed, but not one person glanced

        her way.  No one stopped, including myself.

The next day I decided to go back to the park, curious if the little girl would still be there.  Right in the very same spot as she was yesterday, she sat perched up high, with the saddest look in her eyes.  But today I could not just walk away, concerned only with my own affairs.  Instead I found myself walking over to the little girl.

As we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.  As I began walking towards her, I could see the back of the little girl's dress indicated a deformity.  I figured that was the reason the people just passed by and made no effort to care.  As I got closer, the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to avoid my intent stare.

I could see the shape of her back more clearly.  It was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form.  I smiled to let her know it was okay ... I was there to help, to talk.  I sat down beside her and opened with a simple "Hello!"

The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "Hi" after a long stare into my eyes.  I smiled and she shyly smiled back.  We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty.  Everyone was gone and we were alone.

I asked the girl why she was so sad.  She looked at me and with a sad face said, "Because I'm different."

I immediately said, "That you are!" and smiled.

The little girl acted even sadder.  She said, "I know."

"Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent."

She looked at me and smiled.  She slowly stood to her feet and said, "Really?"

"Yes, ma'am, you're like a little guardian angel sent to watch over all the people walking by."

She nodded her head yes and smiled, and with that she spread her wings and said with a twinkle in her eye, "I am ... I'm your guardian angel."

I was speechless ... surely I was just seeing things!

She said, "For once you began thinking of someone other than yourself, and now my job here is done."

Immediately, I stood to my feet and said, "Wait!  Why did no one stop to help an angel?"

She looked at me and smiled, "You're the only one who could see me, and you believed it in your heart."   With that, she was gone.

And with that, my life was changed dramatically.  So, when you think you are all that you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you."

"Where Danger Looms"

When the darkness falls and danger looms,
werewolves howl at shiny moons
Dogs run scared and bats take flight,
flying off to the still of night
You're walking down deserted streets,
not knowing yet the things you'll meet
Whispers echo from every door,
begging you to come no more
Footsteps heard on the steps of stairs,
taunting you with stench filled air
You start to run, you try to escape,
your heart and breaths just can't keep pace

You run through the streets, screaming in fright,
but no one hears you this Halloween night
Then suddenly, through the mist filled air,
a shape appears with long grey hair
A woman with a crystal ball,
where lightening flashes through it all
Beckoning with her toothless grin,
"Come closer now" and look within
A tiny movement, a careless act,
will take you where you can't come back
But the beauty of the ball wins out,
you move closer now with stinging doubts
Forgetting the danger you look inside,
revealing the secrets it strains to hide

The paperboys scream "Man found dead"
working all day, their feet like lead
The woman listens with a knowing grin,
the secret she holds close within
Waiting for the next full moon,
she walks the streets where danger looms
Humming a song no one can hear,
she clutches a ball she holds so dear

Let`s say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts and they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her our to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else. And then, one evening when they`re driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it alound; "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we`ve been seeing each other for exactly six months?" And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself "Geez, I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he`s been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I`m trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn`t want, or isn`t sure of." And Roger is thinking; "Gosh, six months." And Elaine is thinking; "But, hey, I`m not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I`d have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward......I mean, where ARE we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I really ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person? And Roger is thinking: "....so that means it was...let`s see....February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealers, which means.....lemme check the odometer.....Whoa!!! I am WAY overdue for an oil change here." And Elaine is thinking: "He`s upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I`m reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed...even before I sensed it...that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that`s it. That`s why he`s so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He`s afraid of being rejected! And Roger is thinking: "..and I`m gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don`t care what those morons say, it`s still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It`s 87 degrees out and this thing is shifting like a darn garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600." And Elaine is thinking; "He`s angry. And I don`t blame him. I`d be angry too. I feel so guilty putting him through this but I can`t help the way I feel. I`m just not sure." And Roger is thinking; "They`ll probably say it`s only a 90 day warranty. That`s exactly what they`re gonna say, the scumballs." And Elaine is thinking; "Mabye I`m just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I`m sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy." And Roger is thinking; "Warranty? They want a warranty? I`ll give them a darn warranty. I`ll take their warranty and stick it right...." "Roger", Elaine says aloud. "What?" says Roger, startled. "Please don`t torture yourself like this," she say, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. "Maybe I should have never....Oh my, I feel so......." (She breaks down sobbing.) "Whaaaat?" says Roger. "I`m such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there`s no knight. I really know that. It`s silly. There`s no knight and there`s no horse." "There`s no horse?" says Roger. "You think I`m a fool, don`t you?" Elaine says. "No!" says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer to something. "It`s just that....It`s that I...I need some time." Elaine says. (There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes us with one that he thinks might work.) "Yes," he says. (Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand.) "Oh, Roger, do you really feel that way?" she says. "What way?" says Roger. "That way about time," says Elaine. "Oh." says Roger. "Yes." (Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.) "Thank you, Roger," she says. "Thank you," says Roger. Then he takes her home, where she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn. Whereas, when Roger gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what it was, and so he figures it`s better if he doesn`t think about it. (This is also Roger`s policy regarding world hunger.) The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions but never getting bored with it, either. Meanwhile, Roger, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and Elaine`s, will pause just before serving, frown and say: "Norm, did Elanie ever own a horse?"

How often do we look at people around us, sitting in the train in metro or going to University or coming back from work???We're always in hurry...business meetings, responsibilities, obligations, family, children, friends, lovers...yes, all the stuff normal life should consist of...but...do you remember how long it was when you've been just walking along the river, listening to birds and enjoying sunrays from pure blue sky??? Hard to remember, right? Much easier to say how many meetings you had at work.

The point is that we forgot how it is just to enjoy these simple things life gives us. We're ambitious smart people, we're making our career, we're growing,so we just dont have time for all these trifles. Is it excuse???Not really. Because this "race" doesn't make us happy, all the time we're unsatisfied with our job,salary, collegues, wives, husbands, neighbours, weather...whatever.

You know, I'm here in Prague for 3 months already, it's one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen in my life,although I saw quit a lot, but now i wanna talk not about its gorgeous architecture or "golden" roofs at dusk time. You know there are two things I've been mostly astonished and touched here. Walking here at Charles bridge or other tourist places, just look around. There are so many people who..how to say.. look differently,not like us...blind people, disabled, ill people. Blind woman is singing "Carmen" right at Charles Bridge, singing so beautiful, that you can't help staying for some time and just listening. And although she can't see the beauty of the place around, a crowd of people around her, she feels the admiration of those who are around, she hears not only the sound of falling coins, but whispering of amazement. Her face is calm and peaceful,no sufferings or complainings. It's her fate and she is trying to enjoy that life she was given. Who knows ,maybe she dreamt to become a famous opera singer...at least here, at the bridge she gets her "sea" of applause. And she is smiling.....

....You know almost each day after classes at University in Ukraine I got used to go AIESEC office through small park in city center...and i got used to meet there a  very beautiful couple: very handsome guy and a girl with angel face. They seem to be so in love and so happy together, Universe is smaller than thier love, just looking at them you can get small piece of that enormous happiness.It seems that they are flying on the wings of their feelings,not just walking in the street...actually, guy is the only who's walking...girl is stuck to wheelchair. Do you think it makes them less in love or less happier????Each day they are in this park with shining faces, they cant take their eyes of each other,they are laughing about small funny bird fighting with fall leaf and enjoying each sunray this grey cloudy day. They are simply happy!

"About ten years ago when I was an undergraduate in college, I was working as an intern at my University's Museum of Natural History. One day while working at the cash register in the gift shop, I saw an elderly couple come in with a little girl in a wheelchair.

As I looked closer at this girl, I saw that she was kind of perched on her chair. I then realized she had no arms or legs, just a head, neck and torso. She was wearing a little white dress with red polka dots.

As the couple wheeled her up to me I was looking down at the register. I turned my head toward the girl and gave her a wink. As I took the money from her grandparents, I looked back at the girl, who was giving me the cutest, largest smile I have ever seen. All of a sudden her handicap was gone and all I saw was this beautiful girl, whose smile just melted me and almost instantly gave me a completely new sense of what life is all about.  She took me from a poor, unhappy college student and brought me into her world; a world of smiles, love and warmth." (from somewhere)

The only question i ask myself looking at all these people is :Why I'm complaining? Why I'm all the time unsatisfied? I have two hands, two legs, healthy eyes and mind, i have wonderful family and good friends, people who love me and whom i love....So why? Why did I and most probably you lose this gift JUST TO BE HAPPY????? 

There is something to think about....