A boy was riding a cycle with a
basket of eggs on it. He hit a stone
and fell down alongside the cycle.
The eggs also fell and broke. A
crowd gathered around the boy. As
usual, free advice and taunts started
flowing from the onlookers
“ Couldn’t you be more careful? ”
“ What were you thinking, cycling,
casually without attention? ”
An old man approached the crowd
saw what had happened and
aforesaid “ Poor fellow, now, what will
he answer to his Owner about the eggs.
Ok, I am going to help him, as
maximum amount as I can” ……
saying this handed over $ 10/- to
the boy. And mentioned, “ These
onlookers are good people, they will
not only give advice, but they will help
you by giving money also, accept their
help” .
The onlookers observing the sayings
of the old man and his actions gave
money to the boy. The boy was very
happy since the money collected
was over the worth of the eggs
broken. One of the onlookers asked
the boy
“ Young man if that old man wasn’t
around, I do not know what difficulties
you would have faced with your
owner ”
The boy looked at the man and said,
“ Sir, He is the owner of the shop,
where I work” .
Moral of the Story:
life may seem unfair but clever
minds always find ways in the
hardship, instead of getting
frustrated.
Teacher Shocked, Ashley Rocked.
THE END
POST BY: admin
FUTURE ENGINEERS
Some engineering students were
sitting at a corner in the class. The
teacher went closer and noticed
curiously.
Then asked the students: What are
you doing here?
Student: Sir, we have discovered a
new thing using which we can see
through the wall.
Teacher: What is that?
Student: Sir, A-hole.
Teacher shocked students rocked
.
Such stories happen in class most of
the time, and these are the
memories in each one’s life which
remain with us till the end of our
days. These little memories of our
school days, fill our dull and boring
old life with a little happiness.
I have a funny story about Is
computer male or female? and
believe me, it got much hilarious
when the student’s reply.
THE END
POST BY: husna
CRINGEY!
My best friend and I are
super weird, and whenever either of
us see an attractive person we tend to
take a picture of them and send it to
each other, because why not?
Anyway, I was on a cruise ship with
my grandparents, and I spot this
super cute guy a couple years older
than me. Naturally, I freak out a little,
& I whip out my phone. Bare in mind
I’m sat next to my grandparents in the
middle of a crowded lobby.
So I open my camera, take a picture-
and guess what?
THE FUCKING FLASH WAS ON,
WASN’T IT?
I make eye contact with thus cute guy,
look at my Grandparents who both
look extremely disappointed, and a
few other people are looking at me.
Obviously I left the room immediately.
THE END
POST BY: gluex
IN THE CLOSET
OK, so one time when
I was really little I had a best friend
who was kinda strange but so my
mom got a call one day asking if she
was over at my house because they
couldn’t find her and so they call
again about two hours later to ask if
we could help look for her and so
about three hours of looking we had
basically covered the entire
neighborhood and they were about to
call the police and we decided to
check their house one more time and
my mom went into her room and
found her completely naked and
sleeping on the top of a super tall shelf
in her closet.
THE END
POST BY: gluex
5TH GRADE TEACHER
In fifth grade, my
teacher loathed me. She would do
anything to make me cry and sent me
to the principle’s office any chance
she got. Don’t believe me? I’m left
handed. So still, to this day, I get my
hands confused. On this particular
day, we were doing the Pledge of
Allegiance and I had put my left hand
to my chest (it’s supposed to be your
right hand over your heart). She got
mad at me, telling me that I wasn’t
being ‘patriotic’ and sent me to the
principal’s office. The principal and I
were quite aquatinted at this point
and so I told her why I was sent back
to her office again, and she laughed.
And laughed. I didn’t find it funny at
all, I mean all the kids in my school
thought I was a delinquent so they
didn’t want to be my friend. My
principal wrote on the back of my
hands, L and R. What I didn’t realize
was that she wrote L on my right hand
and R on my left hand. She did the
same to hers. Then, she walked me
back to the classroom, and made our
whole class redo the Pledge with our
‘right’ hand, with me leading the class,
and it was one of the happiest
moments of my elementary
experience.