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女人入洞房那天
早早收起了自己的鞋,
等男人脱鞋上炕,
女人却双脚踩在男人的鞋上。
男人见了,
“嘿嘿”笑着说,
还挺迷信。
女人却认真地说,
俺娘说了,
踩了男人的鞋,
一辈子不受男人的气。
男人说,俺娘也说了
女人踩了男人的鞋,
那是一辈子要跟男人吃苦受罪的。  
女人开始试探着管男人,
先从生活小事儿开始,
支使男人拿尿盆倒尿罐,男人全干了。
地里的庄稼女人说种啥,男人就种啥。
左邻右舍女人说跟谁走近点跟谁走远点,男人全听女人的。
男人正跟人闲侃,女人一声喊,男人像被牵了鼻子的牛,乖乖就回去了。
男人正跟人喝酒,女人上前只扯一下耳朵,就被拽进家。
有人激男人,
这女人三天不打,
她就上房揭瓦。
你也算个男人,
怎能让女人管得没有一点男人的气概?
若是我的女人,
非扇她两鞋底不可。
男人不急不慌地说:把你的女人叫来,我也舍得扇她两鞋底子。
那人急了,你懂个好赖话不?上辈子老和尚托生的没见过女人!真不像你爹的种,怕老婆!     
村里人再有大事商量,
男人一出场,
人们就说,这商量大事你也做不了主,还是把你家女人请来吧。
男人还真把女人叫来了。     
女人能管住男人觉着很得意,
直到有一天女人在男人耳边说起了婆婆的不是。
男人红了眼,一声吼,
想知道我为啥不打你吗?就因为我老娘。
我娘一辈子不容易,我爹脾性暴躁,稍有不顺心,张口就骂举手就打,我爹打断过胳膊粗的棍子,打散过椅子。
我娘为了我们几个孩子,竟熬了一辈子。
每次见娘挨打,我都发誓,我娶了女人决不捅他一指头。
不是我怕你,
是我忘不了我老娘说的话,她说女人是被男人疼的,不是被男人打的。      
女人惊呆了,她没想到男人的胸怀竟这样宽广。       
男人在外再同人神吹海喝,女人不喊也不再拽耳朵,有时会端碗水递给男人。

有人问男人,咋调教的?
男人却一本正经地说:打出来的女人嘴服,疼出来的女人心服。

βʏ βℓʋɛ ɢʋαѴα (Blue Guava)


"Good morning," said a woman as she walked up to the man sitting on ground.

The man slowly looked up.

This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like she had never missed a meal in her life.

His first thought was that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others had done before. "Leave me alone," he growled.

To his amazement, the woman continued standing.

She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows. "Are you hungry?" she asked.

"No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with the president. Now go away."

The woman's smile became even broader. Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.

"What are you doing, lady?" the man asked angrily. "I said to leave me alone."

Just then a policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked.

"No problem here, officer," the woman answered. "I'm just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you help me?"

The officer scratched his head. "That's old Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?"

"See that cafeteria over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile."

"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man resisted. "I don't want to go in there!" Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up. "Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything."

"This is a good deal for you, Jack" the officer answered. "Don't blow it."

Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner. It was the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived...

The manager strode across the cafeteria and stood by his table. "What's going on here, officer?" he asked. "What is all this, is this man in trouble?"

"This lady brought this man in here to be fed," the policeman answered.

"Not in here!" the manager replied angrily. "Having a person like that here is bad for business.."

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See, lady. I told you so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here in the first place."

The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?"

"Of course I am," the manager answered impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms."

"And do you make a godly amount of money providing food at these weekly meetings?"

"What business is that of yours?"

I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company."

"Oh."

The woman smiled again. "I thought that might make a difference." She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?"

"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty."

"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"

"Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel, "I'll get your coffee for you right away, officer."

The officer watched him walk away. "You certainly put him in his place," he said.

"That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this."

She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest. She stared at him intently. "Jack, do you remember me?"

Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes. "I think so -- I mean you do look familiar."

"I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry."

"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He couldn't believe that such a magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.

"I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment. I walked the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I
saw this place and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat."

Jack lit up with a smile. "Now I remember," he said.. "I was behind the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to eat. I said that it was against company policy."

"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into trouble... Then, when I looked over and saw you put the price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that everything would be all right."

"So you started your own business?" Old Jack said.

"I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I started my own business that, with the help of God, prospered." She opened her purse and pulled out a business card.. "When you are finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons...He's the personnel director of my company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something for you to do around the office." She smiled. "I think he might even find the funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on your feet... If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you."

There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever thank you?" he said.

"Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory. Thank God. He led me to you."

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before going their separate ways.

"Thank you for all your help, officer," she said.

"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered. "Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget. And...And thank you for the coffee."


Two hearts intertwined
Different views
Different dreams
Different needs
Different wants
Bound by a fragile string called love
Union as willed by God
A journey in life
May be pounded by the forces of nature
May be struck by the fiercest lightning
Yet two hearts bound by a delicate twine
Strong enough
To stand the test of time -- Jerome Bartolabac

Find love is like finding one answer to all of your prayers -- Jennifer Regimbald

Like a child's infinite dreams, is the endlessness of love -- Renee Tripp

The best things in life can never be kept; they must be given away. A smile, a kiss, and love -- Tony Farmer

Love is when you look into someone's eyes and see everything you need -- Kristen Kappel

Love is something you can't describe like the look of a rose, the smell of the rain, or the feeling of forever -- Kristen Kappel

When I look into your eyes, it's like falling in love all over again -- Amanda Arco

The bond of two people's love cannot be broken, bend it, twist it, do what you will with it; if it is true love then the sun will rise another day -- Cody Heller

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