A sad story

Yue Yue, Chinese toddler run over in hit-and-run, believed to be stable
By Elizabeth Flock

Two-year-old Yue Yue, who was left bleeding on the road after a hit-and-run accident Thursday, is now showing signs of stability, China Daily reported Tuesday. Australian news site the Herald Sun, however, continued to report that she was dead.

Two-year-old Yue Yue in intensive care. (Image via Weibo.) Surveillance camera footage of the incident shows the toddler being hit by a white van Thursday in Foshan in Guandong Province, then being hit by another van and ignored by nearly 20 passersby for seven excruciating minutes before she was given help.

The camera provoked outrage and soul-searching in China Monday, as many wondered why no one had helped the child except a “good Samaritan” trash collector who moved her bleeding body from the road.

Chen Xianmei, the trash collecter who helped Yue Yue, has been given a reward of 10,000 yuan ($1,570) by government officials for her good deed.
Conflicting reports about the incident have only made the incident more controversial.
China Daily confidently reported the details of Yue Yue’s recovery Tuesday:

Yue Yue has regained the ability to take weak breaths with the help of respirator. The rest of her condition, including blood pressure and heart beat, shows signs of stability.
But other news outlets continued to report she was dead, and Shanghaiist, an English-language blog in China that has been covering the story since it began, has not yet posted an update today about her health.

China Daily is a state-run paper sometimes referred to as the government's mouthpiece.

China Daily also reported that both drivers who hit Yue Yue have now been identified, and say they are sorry for the incident and didn’t see the child in the road.

The Shanghaiist, however, has a different story. The first driver apparently had just broken up with his girlfriend and was on his cell phone when he hit Yue Yue. The Shanghaiist reports the driver had placed a call to Yue Yue’s father to tell him he would not surrender, but would give him some money, saying:

You saw that girl on the CCTV footage, she didn't see where she was going, you know. I was on the phone when it happened, I didn't mean it. When I realized I had knocked her down, I thought I'd go down to see how she was. Then when I saw that she was already bleeding, I decided to just step on the gas pedal and escape seeing that nobody was around me.
China Daily doesn’t leave out the apathetic passersby out of the story.

But the newspaper reports that each passerby hadn’t seen the girl lying on the road because it was too dark to see. Those who have watched the video point out that a motorcyclist actually makes a circle around the girl body’s to avoid it, and other passersby are clearly seen scurrying past.

Since the video was released yesterday, many have blamed the response by passersby on the common fear in China that citizens who help an injured person will be blamed for the injuries.

In 2006, a man who helped an elderly woman to the hospital was accused of pushing her, dragged to court by her family, and forced to pay a large share of her medical bills.

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I was inspired to make this post because of my dear aunt's post on Facebook about Yue Yue...

I'm just wondering with some Chinese parents... are they really careless with their children?
while reading the news about Yue Yue, napanood ko ang news about a Chinese kid na nahulog naman sa balon... this was the nth times na nabalitaan ko ang ganitong incident regarding a Chinese kid, either naipit sa pader or nahulog sa balon, or sometimes the worst case eto nga, naaksidente...

It's so sad na may mga ganyang parents, hindi sila hands-on with their children...

some of the kids naman from the other countries (WAIT! not just from the other countries, I will include our OWN country...) nagrerebelde ang bata, parang nasa 8 to 15 years old pa lang sangkot na sa krimen, either snatching or bumabaril na... Where are the parents of these kids?

about naman sa mga taong nakakita kay Yue Yue, it is really proven that our society is seriously ill (it was according to Sina Weibo, a Chinese microblogging site) According to Matthew 22:39 "And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself'."

well, I'm not against with the Chinese people (sabi kasi ng mga classmates ko against daw ako). actually hanga ako with some of them (hindi naman kasi lahat ganun) especially the parents of Chia (one of my friends) and one of my professors, they're one of the best, just like my mommy and papa (I include my lolos and lolas, aunts and uncles)... :)

Receiving His love in the most unlikely places

Blackish water reaches my knees. I smell the putrid stench of stagnant canals burn my nostrils. I walk on creaking planks, many of them rotten with age.

I walk carefully, not only to avoid them, but also not to bump into rats the size of cats, squeaking, darting, running on these same dilapitated boards.

I ask myself, "Can any place on the planet be worse than this?"

You see, I'm in a shanty town, or what we called "squatters area" in the Philippines.

In the shack that will be my home for two weeks, there's no toilet. Instead, I share one muddy toilet with five other families - consisting of forty plus persons.

Are you freaking out? Then freak out some more, because in this dark hole of the universe, I felt the shining and brilliant love of God in a way I'll never forget.

You see, I came them to preach, to teach, to heal, to give love!

Well, I was wrong. Overpowering love was going to be given to me.

Because one morning, I knock in a tiny shanty size of a chest freezer.

An old woman opens the door. She is totally blind.

Behind her are two shy kids, hiding behind her dress, both younger than five.

I learn that her only son abandoned his kids to her. I also learn that he visits her once a week to steal her money - whatever little money she gets from begging.

Because it is lunch time, she invites me, "Kain tayo".

She opens an old tin can and brings out a tiny bowl of lugaw (rice porridge).

I survey it and I was shocked. The lugaw has more water than rice.

She also fishes out of the tin can a half piece of bread, wrapped in a napkin. I notice that she holds it reverently, like she was holding precious gold.

I also notice that there is nothing left in the tin can.

The two eager kids wait with anticipation. Their grandmother places the lugaw before them and said, "Ito ang sa atin."

Quickly, their tiny dirty hands scoop it up into their hungry mouths. The old woman then gives me the gold in her hand - the most prized possession she has - this half-piece of bread wrapped in a white napkin.

I decline, "Lola, wag nyo po ako isipin. Kainin nyo na lang po ito."

She gently protests, "Samahan mo kami. Kain ka rin."

I see the happiness in her smile, and I know she will be hurt if I say no.

So I take the half piece of old bread. I take a bite.

It's dry. It's hard. It's tasteless.

But at this moment, there is nothing more delicious. Funny, it's as though I'm taking communion. Not because it's holy or consecrated or anything like that. Not because like God, the old blind woman is giving everything she has to me.

My host is blind. She does not see the tears rolling down in my cheeks.

She does not see that I will never be the same person again.





-this story was given to me by Mrs. Catherine Escorial - Ceiling Initial Checker, Line 5, Team 2, I-Cube PS5, HRD (S) PTE. LTD.

Y o u

You are the much blessing in my life
The most precious one
You are the too much part of my life

I've been waiting all my life
Yet, the unexpected one
You are the much blessing in my life

I've never asked something new in my life
Then came a sweetest surprise
You are the too much part of my life

You are now my only life
Only love, only heart
You are the much blessing in my life

Again, I've opened my life
To accept the unexpected
That is the too much part of my life

For all my life
With all my life
You are the much blessing in my life
You are the too much part of my life

I hate you...

I, who have been broken hearted since I've fallen for you...

He, the one that is also affected
As the day went by, my heart slowly die
Tell me, how will I forget you immediately?

E

You, the one I love
Obviously, in what I've written, I can't easily forget you
Until now, I admit, I still love you eventhough you hurt me that's why I HATE YOU...

---022207

Sensei...

So what is a teacher without a student? Will the word "student" exist if there's no teacher? How can one become a student without a teacher? Those questions makes me believe that there's no such term as "independence" for as long as the process of learning is continuous.

---When the students are ready, the teacher is always there...

Teachers are those who insist you to take those exams that you missed. They are also the one who is there for you (I think I should say 'always') whenever you have a problem and most of them are good advisers not just academically but spiritually.

---Not all teachers are like "classful subnetting"; they did not give the same sizes to all subnets of a single classed network...

There are some teachers (I do believe that 'not' all) who has their own favorite student (but some says 'all of them') but of course, they keep on denying it though it's obvious.
I know a teacher (shall I say, a professor?) who has favorite student but still most of the teacher's students (sorry, I don't want to place a pronoun to 'the teacher') loves the teacher (and I even love that teacher so much)

---Teachers are like Operating System; they control the overall operation of a class...

And it comes the relationship between the teacher and the students. Once you gain something from your teacher, it will always be a part of you. Whether it is academically or just a single moment of bonding with your teacher. From getting a good grade or finishing a task (though you copied it and you know that you did not deserve that grade) to having hard feelings because of a failing grade, teachers will always be a part of you. And because of this relationship, they are able to control the whole class.

---#include
#include
void main()
{
clrscr();
cout<<"Thanks to my teachers and professors!!!"; getch(); }

Before one can learn how to fly, he or she must meet a teacher...

i love this lines...

Well, I just want to share this favorite lines of mine... As others know, I'm one of the bookworms (di na nga daw bookworm eh, booksnake na kasi malaki na daw ako Hehehe)... Why not, reading is good, isn't it??? It can enhance your vocabulary (ako nga di pa gaano e but I still love reading...)
So, as what I've said, here's some of my favorite lines from the novels that I've read...

First line: from Karen Harper's Dark Harvest
Can a stranger be your dad?

Second line: from Mitch Albom's Five People You Meet in Heaven
There are five people you will meet in Heaven. Each of them was in your life for a reason. You may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what Heaven is for. For understanding your life on Earth.

Third line: from Nicholas Sparks' At the first sight
I love you more than there are fishes in the sea and higher than the moon.

Jealousy...

JEALOUSY ---typically refers to the thoughts, feelings, and behaviors that occur when a person believes a valued relationship is being threatened by a rival. This rival may or may not know that he or she is perceived as a threat.

>>>most of my friends say that selosa daw ako... Nagseselos daw ako kahit di naman dapat o wala naman dapat ikaSelos... Does it mean that you didn't trust the person??? That's why I posted this, how can i overcome this kung totoo man...