JIM Yeah you're right. And there are no words to console the family and friends of those who died or remain permanently disabled. People are making plans for the future of hope for their children and their country... But everything falls apart because of handful covetous idiots with their low goals and high egoism.
Sorry that I'm not on the topic We need to help the guy he has a problem and he does not know what to do Need constructive advice He is BLACKHORS3 his blog "HELP ..."
Sorry that I'm not on the topic We need to help the guy he has a problem and he does not know what to do Need constructive advice He is BLACKHORS3 his blog "HELP ..."
BLACK It should not be. This is wrong. This situation must be a way. You're not the first and not the only one affected by this. You need qualified advice. Welela writes that this is the decisive question. If you do not know where to turn then open a new blog. Call it like "Bloggers help!" And You will see how many people will give you advice. I can not give you sound advice unfortunately... to me this has not happened yet.
I believe. But I can name me a complete ignoramus. I was born and raised in the Soviet Union. Religion in those days not only blasphemed and was punishable by law and in accordance with the policy of the Communist Party. I still do not understand how the church succeeded survive in those terrible times especially in the years of Stalin's. In my family, as in others of God and of the church at the children did not speak. A child could tell something to your friends or at school and this could end badly for parents. But in my family to observe all the holidays... And somehow my child's heart knew that it was good. With these feelings I live all my life. And I will never enter into a religious debate. I have all that I need in order to not feel lonely and not to get lost in the chaos of religious.
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RE: Kids...How much have they changed... LOL
Thank you.
Five year old girl painted picture of all family members except her dad.
Dad:
- Why do not you paint me?
She:
-Because I do not have a bald pencil.