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A BEAUTIFUL PRAYER

   I asked God to take away my habit.
  God said, No.
  It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.
 


  I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
  God said, No.

  His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary
 


  I asked God to grant me patience.
  God said, No.
  Patience is a byproduct of tribulations;
  it isn't granted, it is learned.
 


  I asked God to give me happiness.
  God said, No.
  I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.
 


  I asked God to spare me pain.
  God said, No.
  Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares
  and brings you closer to me.
 


  I asked God to make my spirit grow.
  God said, No.
  You must grow on your own! ,
  but I will prune you to make you fruitful.

 

  I asked God for all things that I might  enjoy life.
  God said, No.  

  I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.

 

"Even the word 'IMPOSSIBLE' says 'I M POSSIBLE' "

 

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در چهارشنبه بیستم دی 1385 و ساعت 8:33 PM
سخنان الهام بخش 

Inspiring thoughts : We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge. People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.

Pause and ponder. Think before you act. Be patient. Forgive & forget. Love one and all.

 If you judge people, you have no time to love them. -- Mother Teresa

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در چهارشنبه بیستم دی 1385 و ساعت 8:24 PM
short story 

 

stories that inspire - Trees That Wood

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."

Then the second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."

Finally the third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me."

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter" ... and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the second tree a woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one", and he cut it down.

When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.

Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time. Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace" and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در چهارشنبه بیستم دی 1385 و ساعت 8:16 PM
short story 

Mountain Story - An interesting short story

 "A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"
He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"
The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"
He receives the answer: "Coward!"
He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"
The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."
Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.
Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.
It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.
If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.
This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;
Life will give you back everything you have given to it."

YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!"
-- Unknown Author

 

                 

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در چهارشنبه بیستم دی 1385 و ساعت 8:13 PM
عقاب ها در طوفان 
 

EAGLES IN A STORM 

Did you know that an eagle knows when a storm is approaching long before it breaks?

 The eagle will fly to some high spot and wait for the winds to come. When the storm hits, it sets its wings so that the wind will pick it up and lift it above the storm. While the storm rages below, the eagle is soaring above it.

The eagle does not escape the storm. It simply uses the storm to lift it higher. It rises on the winds that bring the storm.

When the storms of life come upon us - and all of us will experience them - we can rise above them by setting our minds and our belief toward God. The storms do not have to overcome us. We can allow God's power to lift us above them.

God enables us to ride the winds of the storm that bring sickness, tragedy, failure and disappointment in our lives. We can soar above the storm.

Remember, it is not the burdens of life that weigh us down, it is how we handle them.

عقاب ها در طوفان

آيا مي دانستيد كه عقاب قبل از شروع طوفان متوجه نزديك شدنش مي شود؟

عقاب به نقطه اي بلند پرواز مي كند و منتظر رسيدن باد مي شود.

وقتي طوفان از راه مي رسد بال هايش را باز مي كند تا باد بلندش كند و به بالاي طوفان ببردش.

در حالي كه طوفان در زير بالهایش در جريان است، عقاب بر روي آن در حال پرواز است.

عقاب از طوفان نمي گريزد و از آن براي بلند تر پروزا كردن استفاده مي كند. با باد هايي پرواز مي كند و ارتفاع مي گيرد كه طوفان را به همراه دارند.

وقتي طوفان زندگي به سمت ما مي آيد و همه ما آنها را تجربه خواهیم کرد، مي توانيم با قرار دادن ذهن و اعتقاداتمان به سمت خدا بر آنها چيره شويم. طوفان ها نبايد بر ما غلبه كنند. ما مي توانيم اجازه بدهيم كه قدرت خدا ما را به فراتر از آنها ببرد.

خداوند ما را توانا ساخته تا بر فراز باد هاي طوفان هايي كه همراه خود بيماري، مصيبت، شكست و نااميدي در زندگي را به ارمغان مي آورند پرواز كنيم.

 به ياد آوريد، بار زندگي نيست كه باعث سقوط ما مي شود بلكه دليلش اين است كه چه طور با آنها مواجه مي شويم.

 

منبع: SHORT STORIES

ترجمه:         سعيد ضروري

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در چهارشنبه بیستم دی 1385 و ساعت 12:10 PM
مجموعه داستان های کوتاه آنتوني چخوف به فارسی 


 

۱۰ - صدف
۱۴ - مغروق
۲۶ - ديوار




 
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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در دوشنبه هجدهم دی 1385 و ساعت 0:57 AM
آزمونهای تعیین سطح زبان 

به کمک لینکهای رایگان موجود در این صفحه می توانید سطح زبان خود را بسنجید.

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در دوشنبه هجدهم دی 1385 و ساعت 0:41 AM
آموزش لغت 
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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در دوشنبه هجدهم دی 1385 و ساعت 0:37 AM
پسرك فال فروش  


 

در پياده روي خيابان راه مي روم . پسرک با چند پاکت فال حافظ نزديک مي شود.

 با نگاهي ملتمس مي گه : تو رو خدا يه فال بخر ! بدون مکث قبول ميکنم . خوشحال ميشه . صد تومان ميدم و پاکتي را از ميان پاکتاي فال يکي بر ميدارم . مي خواد بره.  مي گم : صبرکن! کجا مي ري ؟اين فال رو به نيت تو خريدم !


باورش نمي شه چند لحظه مات و مبهوت نگام مي کنه . بعد از ته دل مي خنده . چه قدر در صداي خنده اش تنهايي ماسيده! مي گه : براي من ؟! چرا ؟! مي گم : نمي دونم حالا برات بخونم ؟ سرش را تکون مي ده . مي گم : شعرش رو نمي خونم . جمله هاي پايينش و برات مي خونم . قبول مي کنه . بي صبري از چشم هاي معصومش لبريز شده . سعي مي کنم جمله ها را با توجه به سن و سالش ، ساده کنم: تو خيلي خوش شانس هستي. چون خدا هميشه به تو توجه داره.اون خيلي دوستت داره. اونقدر دوستت داره که مدام به تو فکر مي کنه . دوست داره هر جور شده و در هر شرايطي درس بخوني ، به زندگي اميدوار باشي ، هميشه باهاش حرف بزني و ازش کمک بخواي .


اون خيلي دوستت داره ........


جرأت نمي کنم سرم و بلند کنم . مي ترسم دستم واسش رو شده باشه . ولي سرم و بلند مي کنم ... خداي من ! داره از پشت هاشورهاي نمناک چشم هاي زيباش نگام مي کنه . با صداي خيس و بغض آلودش مي گه : راستي راستي خدا خيلي دوستم داره ؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟


بغض امانم و بريده ولي خودم و کنترل مي کنم و با لبخند  مي گم : آره خيلي خيلي ! و .... او مي رود. مي رود ... به همين سادگي ! نميدونم کارم درست بود يا نه ! نگاهي به کاغذ فال مي کنم . حتي يکي از جمله هاي که من براش خوندم تو کاغذ نبود 

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نوشته شده توسط Malihe Rahimi در دوشنبه هجدهم دی 1385 و ساعت 0:35 AM
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