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<title><![CDATA[The Rules for being Human]]></title> 
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<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 16:24:18 +0000</pubDate> 
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	<span style="color: #800080;"><span style="font-size: 18px;">1.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>You will receive a body</strong>. You may like it or hate it, but it's yours to keep for the entire period.<br/><br/>2.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>You will learn lessons</strong>. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, &quot;life.&quot;<br/><br/>3.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>There are no mistakes, only lessons</strong>. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The &quot;failed&quot; experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately &quot;work.&quot;<br/><br/>4.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>Lessons are repeated until they are learned</strong>. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.<br/><br/>5.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>Learning lessons does not end</strong>. There's no part of life that doesn't contain its lessons. If you're alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.<br/><br/>6.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>&quot;There&quot; is no better a place than &quot;here.&quot; </strong>When your &quot;there&quot; has become a &quot;here&quot;, you will simply obtain another &quot;there&quot; that will again look better than &quot;here.&quot;<br/><br/>7.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>Other people are merely mirrors of you.</strong> You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.<br/><br/>8.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>What you make of your life is up to you.</strong> You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.<br/><br/>9.<strong> Your answers lie within you.</strong> The answers to life's questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.<br/><br/>10.&nbsp;&nbsp; <strong>You will forget all this</strong>.<br/><p align="right">by Cherie Carter-Scott from Chicken Soup for the Soul</p><br/></span></span><br/><center><a href="http://tunguyen.name/iphone/unlock/AA-ES315.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://tunguyen.name/iphone/unlock/AA-ES315.jpg" class="insertimage" alt="Open in new window" title="Open in new window" border="0"/></a></center>
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<title><![CDATA[No Charge]]></title> 
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<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 16:12:48 +0000</pubDate> 
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	<span style="color: #0000FF;"><span style="font-size: 18px;">The little boy suddenly came up to his mother and handed her a piece of paper when she was busy in preparing dinner. After his mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it:<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For cutting the grass $5.00<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For cleaning up my room this week $1.00<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For going to the store for you $.50<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Baby-sitting my kid brother $.25<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Talking out the garbage $1.00<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For getting a good report card $5.00<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For cleaning up, and raking the yard $2.00<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Total owed: $14.75<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;After reading, his mother looked at him standing there, expectantly. She picked up the pen, turned the paper over and wrote:<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nine months I carried you while you were inside me: No Charge.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The times I’ve sat with you, doctored and prayed for you: No Charge.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For all the tears that you’ve caused though the years: No Charge.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For all the nights that I couldn’t sleep because of the worries I knew were ahead: No Charge.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For all the toys, food, clothes, that I gave to you through the years: there’s No Charge, son.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And when you add it all up, the full cost of real love is, No Charge.<br/>When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were great big old tears in his eyes. He looked straight at his mother and said, “Mom, I sure do love you.” And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: PAIND IN FULL.”<br/><p align="right">M. Adams from Chicken Soup for the Soul</p><br/></span><br/></span><br/><center><a href="http://www.treehugger.com/mom-teaching-son-about-flowers.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.treehugger.com/mom-teaching-son-about-flowers.jpg" class="insertimage" alt="Open in new window" title="Open in new window" border="0"/></a></center>
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<title><![CDATA[A Sense Of Geese ]]></title> 
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<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 03:50:50 +0000</pubDate> 
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	<font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">When you see geese flying along in “V” formation, you might consider what science has discovered as to why they fly that way. As each bird flaps its wings, it creates an uplift for the bird immediately following. By flying in “V” formation, the whole flock adds at least 71 percent greater flying range than if each bird flew on its own.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going more quickly and easily because they are traveling on the thrust of one another.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">When a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to go it alone - and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird in front.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those people who are headed the same way we are.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">When the head goose gets tired, it rotates back in the wing and another goose flies point.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">It is sensible to take turns doing demanding jobs, whether with people or with geese flying south.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">Geese honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">What messages do we give when we honk behind?</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="#1b1fc1">Finally - and this is important - when a goose gets sick or is wounded by gunshot, and falls out of formation, two other geese fall out with that goose and follow it down to lend help and protection. They stay with the fallen goose until it is able to fly or until it dies; and only then do they launch out on their own, or with another formation to catch up with their group.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="red">If we have the sense of a goose, we will stand by each other like that.</font></font><br/><br/><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Khi nhìn đàn ngỗng luôn tạo thành hình chữ “V” mỗi khi bay cùng nhau, bạn có thể sẽ thắc mắc rằng khoa học đã khám phá ra điều gì để giải thích tại sao chúng lại bay với đội hình như vậy.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Khi một con ngỗng vẫy cánh, nó sẽ tạo ra một lực nâng cho con ngỗng bay phía sau nó. Khi bay theo đội hình chữ “V” như thế, cả đàn sẽ được tiếp thêm ít nhất 71% sức mạnh hơn là khi từng con bay riêng lẻ.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Những ai biết cùng nhau chia sẻ mục tiêu chung và có tinh thần đoàn kết thì sẽ đến đích nhanh chóng và dễ dàng hơn vì họ đang đi cùng hướng với những người xung quanh.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Khi một con ngỗng bay lệch đội hình, nó sẽ phải một mình chống chọi với sức cản của gió, và nó sẽ nhanh chóng trở về đúng vị trí để nhận lực nâng từ con phía trước.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Nếu chúng ta hiểu được ý nghĩa này, chúng ta sẽ luôn giữ vững đội hình với những ai đi cùng hướng với chúng ta.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Khi con ngỗng dẫn đầu đuối sức, nó sẽ quay trở lại phía sau đội hình để nhường chỗ cho con khác dẫn đầu.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Cũng như loài ngỗng, con người cần phải luân phiên nhau thực hiện những công việc đòi hỏi sự nỗ lực cao.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Những con phía sau sẽ phát tiếng kêu nhằm khuyến khích những con phía trước giữ vững tốc độ.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Khi bạn lùi về phía sau, bạn sẽ gởi thông điệp gì cho những người khác?</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="darkorchid">Điều cuối cùng nhưng vô cùng quan trọng là khi một con ngỗng bị ốm hoặc bị bắn trọng thương,&nbsp;&nbsp;không theo kịp đàn, hai con khác sẽ lập tức tách khỏi đội hình dìu nó xuống đất để giúp đỡ và bảo vệ nó. Chúng sẽ ở lại với con ngỗng bị thương cho tới khi nào nó có thể bay được. Và nếu con ngỗng đó chết, hai con ngỗng kia sẽ bay một mình hoặc gia nhập với đàn ngỗng khác, để bắt kịp đàn của mình.</font></font><br /><br/><font size="3"><font color="red">Nếu chúng ta có được tinh thần của đàn ngỗng, chúng ta sẽ là điểm tựa của nhau trong những tình huống khó khăn như thế.</font></font><br />
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<title><![CDATA[Try Something Different]]></title> 
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<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 03:46:45 +0000</pubDate> 
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	<span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="color: #800080;">I’m sitting in a quiet room, in a peaceful little hotel hidden back among the pine trees. It’s just past noon, late July, and I am listening to the desperate sounds of a life-or-death struggle going on a few feet away.<br/><br/>There’s a small fly burning out the last of its short life’s energies in a futile attempt to fly through the glass of the windowpane. The whining wings tell the poignant story of the fly’s strategy: Try harder.<br/><br/>But it’s not working.<br/><br/>The frenzied effort offers no hope for survival. Ironically, the struggle is part of the trap.<br/><br/>The harder the fly tries, the more exhausted it becomes. It’s impossible for the fly to try hard enough to succeed at breaking through the glass. Nevertheless, this little insect has staked its life on reaching its goal through raw effort and determination. Finally, the fly is doomed. It dies there on the windowsill.<br/><br/>Ten steps away, the door is open. Ten seconds of flying time and this small creature could reach the outside world it seeks. With only a fraction of the effort now being wasted, it could be free of this self-imposed trap.<br/><br/>If the fly doesn’t get it so locked in on the idea that this particular route and tries another way, it will seek the breakthrough possibly.<br/><br/>Trying harder isn’t always the solution to achieving more. It may not offer any real promise for getting what you want out of life. Sometimes, in fact, it’s a big part of the problem.<br/><br/>If you stake your hopes for a breakthrough on trying harder than ever, you may kill your chances for success.<br/><br/>- Price Pritchett</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 12px;">Hãy thử một cách khác<br/>Tôi đang ngồi trong một căn phòng yên tĩnh của một khách sạn nhỏ ẩn giữa rừng thông. Trời mới quá trưa, vào một ngày cuối tháng Bảy, và tôi đang lắng nghe những âm thanh tuyệt vọng của trận chiến sinh tử đang diễn ra cách chỗ tôi ngồi vài bước chân.<br/><br/>Đó là một chú ruồi nhỏ đang dốc chút sức lực cuối cùng để vượt qua tấm kính chắn cửa sổ. Đôi cánh run rẩy như đang kể một câu chuyện bi thảm về chiến lược hành động của nó: Cố gắng hơn nữa.<br/><br/>Nhưng chiến lược ấy không hiệu quả.<br/><br/>Những nỗ lực điên cuồng không mang lại chút hy vọng sống nào. Trớ trêu thay, trận chiến này lại góp phần tạo nên chiếc bẫy cho chính nó.<br/><br/>Càng cố gắng, nó càng mau kiệt sức. Thật vô ích khi chú ruồi cứ nhất định muốn phá vỡ tấm kính bằng sức lực nhỏ bé của mình. Vậy mà nó đã đánh cược cả sự sống của mình để đạt được mục tiêu bằng nỗ lực và sự quyết tâm nguyên sơ. Cuối cùng, chú ruồi phải chịu số phận bi đát. Nó kiệt sức và chết trên bậu cửa.<br/><br/>Chỉ cách mười bước chân thôi, cánh cửa đang rộng mở. Chỉ mất mười giây đồng hồ để bay đến đó, và con vật bé nhỏ này sẽ ra được với thế giới bên ngoài mà nó đang tìm kiếm. Chỉ cần bỏ ra một phần nhỏ sức lực, nó đã có thể thoát khỏi chiếc bẫy mà nó tự áp đặt cho mình.<br/><br/>Nếu chú ruồi không khóa chặt mình vào một lối nghĩ duy nhất và cố gắng thử một cách khác, chú đã tìm ra lối thoát một cách dễ dàng.<br/><br/>cố gắng nhiều hơn nữa không phải lúc nào cũng là giải pháp tối ưu để đạt được thành công. Nó có thể không hứa hẹn cho những gì bạn đang mong muốn đạt được trong cuộc sống. nhiều khi đó lại là khởi đầu của những vấn đề rắc rối.<br/><br/>Nếu bạn đặt cược mọi hy vọng để tìm thấy một lối thoát vào việc cố gắng hết sức, bạn có thể sẽ giết chết mọi cơ hội thành công của mình.</span><br/>
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<title><![CDATA[An Afternoon In The Park]]></title> 
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<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 03:44:33 +0000</pubDate> 
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	<span style="font-size: 12px;">There once was a little boy who wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and he started his journey.<br/><br/>When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her a Twinkie. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Once again she smiled at him. The boy was delighted!<br/><br/>They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.<br/><br/>As it began to grow dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave. He turned around, ran back to the old woman and gave her a hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever.<br/><br/>When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face.<br/><br/>She asked him, “What did you do today that made you so happy?”<br/><br/>He replied, “I had lunch with God. You know what? She’s got the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen!”<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home.<br/><br/>Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and he asked, “Mother, what did you do today that made you so happy?”<br/><br/>She replied, “I ate Twinkies in the park with God. You know, he’s much younger than I expected.”<br/><br/>- Julie A. Manhan</span>
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<title><![CDATA[Gandhi’s ropping Shoe]]></title> 
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	<span style="color: #FFA500;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">As Mahatma Gandhi stepped aboard a train one day, one of his shoes slipped off and landed on the track. He was unable to retrieve it as the train was moving. To the amazement of his companions, Gandhi calmly took off his other shoe and threw it back along the track to land close to the first. Asked by a fellow passenger why he did so, Gandhi smiled. “The poor man who finds the shoe lying on the track,” he replied, “will now have a pair he can use.”</span></span>
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