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Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Nick Vujicic Remaja Australia Terbaik 1990

DILAHIRKAN tanpa kaki dan tangan bukan penghalang kepada Nick Vujicic untuk menikmati hidup seperti insan lain yang normal. Sesiapapun mampu berjaya dalam hidup jika disertai dengan kegigihan..

Tampa Tangan Dan kaki
Lelaki berusia 26 tahun ini hanya mempunyai badan. Apa yang menakjubkan dalam keadaan tanpa anggota tangan dan kaki dia mampu bermain bola sepak, golf, berenang dan meluncur ombak.
Untuk membolehkan dia menyeimbangkan badan dan menyepak, Nick bergantung kepada kakinya yang kecil.
Kaki itu juga digunakan untuk menaip, menulis dengan pen dan mengangkat benda yang diperlukan.
“Saya panggilnya paha ayam,” kata Nick berseloroh.
Dia dilahirkan di Melbourne, Australia, tetapi kini menetap di Los Angeles, Amerika Syarikat.
“Saya mungkin tidak boleh hidup tanpanya (merujuk kepada kakinya yang kecil).
“Apabila berada dalam air saya mampu terapung kerana 80 peratus daripada badan saya ialah paru-paru. Kaki kecil saya ini bertindak sebagai kipas untuk menggerakkan badan,” katanya.
Walaupun tidak bertangan dan kaki, Nick tetap mempunyai teman wanita. Tetapi disebabkan pegangan kepada ajaran Kristian Evangelical, Nick mahu kekal teruna sehingga berkahwin.
Menurut kawannya di Los Angeles, Steve Appel, Nick sentiasa dilamar oleh wanita untuk berkahwin.
“Dia mahu berkahwin dan mempunyai keluarga tetapi dia masih menunggu gadis yang sesuai,” kata Steve.
Walaupun Nick kini mendapat perhatian di seluruh dunia, namun perjalanan hidupnya cukup sukar.
Ketika dilahirkan, bapanya terkejut sampai termuntah lalu meninggalkan bilik hospital.
Malahnya ibu sendiri sukar menerima hakikat itu dan tidak mampu memaksa diri untuk memegang atau memangku Nick sehingga dia berusia empat bulan.
Tidak ada penjelasan perubatan untuk menerangkan kecacatan yang dialaminya – kejadian yang jarang-jarang berlaku di panggil Phocomelia. Selama bertahun Nick serta ibu bapanya mempersoalkan kenapa perkara kejam itu berlaku pada mereka.
“Ibu saya seorang jururawat dan dia telah melakukan segala-galanya dengan betul sewaktu mengandung, tetapi dia tetap menyalahkan dirinya.
“Ia terlalu sukar untuk mereka tetapi sejak dari awal lagi mereka melakukan yang terbaik untuk memastikan saya mampu berdikari.
“Bapa saya memasukkan saya ke dalam air ketika usia 18 bulan dan bagi semangat untuk saya berenang.
“Saya juga sangat suka bola sepak dan suka sangat dengan Liga Perdana England (EPL),” jelas Nick.
Bapa Nick adalah seorang pengaturcara komputer dan akauntan. Dia yang mengajar anak kecilnya itu menaip menggunakan ibu jari ketika berusia enam tahun.
Ibunya turut mencipta alat daripada plastik untuk membolehkannya memegang pen menulis.
Walaupun berhadapan dengan risiko untuk dibuli, ibu bapanya tetap menghantar Nick ke sekolah biasa dan bukannya ke sekolah khas.
“Itu merupakan keputusan terbaik yang mereka buat untuk saya. Ia sangat sukar tetapi membentuk saya untuk berdikari,” kata Nick.
Dia berjaya mendapat ijazah sarjana muda dalam Perancangan Kewangan dan Hartanah.
Nick yang sering menjadi mangsa buli di sekolah, kini menggunakan kerusi roda elektrik untuk bergerak. Dia juga mempunyai pasukan untuk membantu kerjayanya.
“Ketika berusia lapan tahun, saya sangat tertekan. Saya pergi kepada ibu menangis dan memberitahu saya mahu bunuh diri.
“Saya rasa kecewa dan geram. Saya benci kepada tuhan kerana melakukan ini kepada saya. Saya ngeri memikirkan apa akan berlaku jika ibu bapa saya tiada lagi untuk menjaga saya.
“Mungkin saya boleh menggosok gigi dengan berus gigi yang dilekatkan pada dinding dan membasuh rambut dengan bekas syampu menggunakan pam. Tetapi terdapat terlalu banyak benda yang mustahil untuk saya lakukan,” katanya.
Pada usia 10 tahun, Nick cuba melemaskan dirinya tetapi cubaan itu tidak berjaya.
“Saya rasa tidak ada gunanya jika kita rasa tidak berguna dan tidak ada kekuatan, sukar untuk bertahan,” katanya.
Tetapi dengan bantuan pegangan agama, kawan-kawan dan keluarga, Nick berjaya melalui segala cabaran dan menjadi simbol antarabangsa dalam kejayaan hidup insan
Peminat sukan bola sepak itu kini merupakan penceramah motivasi dan telah mengembara ke 24 buah negara dan telah bercakap kepada 110,000 orang.
“Pada usia 13 tahun saya membaca artikel dalam surat khabar tentang lelaki kurang upaya yang berjaya mencapai pelbagai kejayaan hebat dalam hidup dan membantu orang lain,” ujarnya yang juga mampu bermain golf dengan meletakkan kayu golf di bawah dagunya.
“Saya sedar tuhan menjadikan kita seperti ini – untuk memberi harapan kepada orang lain. Ia sangat memberi inspirasi kepada saya dan memutuskan untuk menggunakan hidup saya untuk memberi harapan kepada orang lain, seperti mana yang saya dapat dari artikel itu.
“Saya memutuskan untuk bersyukur dengan apa yang saya ada, bukan merasa marah tentang apa saya tidak miliki.
“Saya melihat diri sendiri dalam cermin dan berkata: Dunia betul bahawa saya tidak mempunyai tangan dan kaki tetapi mereka tidak boleh mengambil kecantikan pada mata saya.
“Saya tumpukan pada perkara baik yang saya ada,” jelasnya.
Pada tahun 1990 Nick dianugerahkan Remaja Australia Terbaik kerana ketabahan dan keberaniannya.
“Apabila kanak-kanak berlari kepada saya dan bertanya: “Apa yang berlaku?’ Saya hanya membisik ‘rokok’, dia ketawa.
“Ada sekali ketika saya dalam kereta, ketika di lampu isyarat seorang budak perempuan melihat saya satu macam. Dia hanya dapat lihat kepala saya, jadi saya memutuskan untuk membalikkan badan 360 darjah dalam kereta untuk takutkannya.
“Mukanya pucat seperti bertanya apa yang berlaku, dan terus berlalu,” ujar Nick
Nick mula menjelajah dunia pada 2008. Dia pergi ke Hawaii dan menghabis masa dengan pakar luncur ombak Bethany Hamilton, yang hilang sebelah tangan akibat digigit jerung ketika berusia 12 tahun.
Menurut Nick, Bethany amat mengagumkan. Dia mengajar Nick meluncur ombak. “Agak menakutkan pada mulanya, tetapi apabila sudah cuba saya rasa cukup hebat,” katanya.
Malah dia mampu melakukan pusingan 360 darjah di atas papan luncurnya – sesuatu yang tidak pernah dilakukan oleh peluncur lain.
“Saya mempunyai pusat graviti yang rendah jadi saya memiliki keseimbangan yang agak baik,” jelasnya.
Dia pindah ke Los Angeles dua tahun lalu dan merancang untuk terus menjelajah dunia. Tahun ini Nick merancang untuk melawat Amerika Selatan dan Asia Barat.
“Saya memberitahu setiap orang untuk terus bangun apabila mereka jatuh dan selalu sayangkan diri sendiri.
“Bagi saya, jika saya boleh memberikan galakan kepada seorang sahaja pun, maka kerja saya dalam hidup ini sudah selesai,” katanya.

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Monday, January 30, 2012

How a mother saved her son

The story of Mother's Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake True or Hoax?

When I open my Facebook wall this morning, this is the post shared by a friend that caught my attention:


This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake.

After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.

With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.

He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “

The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.

The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!! — with clodd yvonne montero.

The flow of the story is quite touching, which even intrigue me to dig further information about it but since I was only using a cellphone when I was first reading the story, I found difficulties on finding the real source of this "true story" as they said.

When I have had a chance to open the internet on my computer, I searched again this story and I have seen the picture in bigger size. This is the close-up of the attached photo:


Please read again the story. Does this picture matches with what is being illustrated in the story. Is the child on this photo looks like 3 MONTHS OLD? Is this the photo that the story  refers to or it is just an illustration?

I surf the web further and I found an article with the same content as above entitled, China Earthqauke: How A Mother Saved Her Son(an Emotional Story) and when I made a photo-match search, I found the "Mother Love in Earthquake" Wins Photo Contest and the photo was captioned, "The photo "Mother Love in Earthquake" taken by Zou Sen wins the gold prize in War & Disaster News Singles in the 5th China International Press Photo (CHIPP) Contest held in Shanghai, China, from March 20 to 25, 2009." Here is the clearer copy of thepicture from China International Press Photo Contest.

According to Snopes.com, the above story began landing in inboxes weeks after a devastating earthquake Sichuan province of China on 12 May 2008. In September 2011, the online-circulated account was updated to relocate the tale to Japan and reference by the the horrific quake that rocked the eastern part of that island on 11 March 2011.

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DON’T HOPE,…DECIDE!

To hope is to be disappointed, it gets you nowhere, only leaves more worry and stress. To act and decide is the best thing to do, if you decide to try your best at everything you do with full determination and commitment is the best way to win.
I find to have hope is not to have full confidence in your abilities, you aren’t confident you will succeed.This is one of my favourite collection of motivational stories. Please continue reading..



While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life-changing experiences that you hear other people talk about — the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly. This one occurred a mere two feet away from me.
Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.
First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other’s face, I heard the father say, “It’s so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!” His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, “Me, too, Dad!”
Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son’s face in his hands said, “You’re already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!” They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.
While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, “Hi, baby girl!” as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.
After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, “I’ve saved the best for last!” and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed. “I love you so much!” They stared at each other’s eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands.
For an instant they reminded me of newlyweds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn’t possibly be. I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm’s length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, “Wow! How long have you two been married?
“Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those.” he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife’s face. “Well then, how long have you been away?” I asked. The man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile. “Two whole days!”
Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he’d been gone for at least several weeks – if not months. I know my expression betrayed me.
I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), “I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!”
The man suddenly stopped smiling.
He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, “Don’t hope, friend… decide!” Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, “God bless!”
- By Michael D. Hargrove and Bottom Line Underwriters, Inc.
Copyright 1997

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