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Can some body tell me why i an not help on this site. I have been running a free Job Vacancy alert program on Facebook and some two other networking site. I though NairaLand will akso be a good place for helping Naigerians get the Job they want, but anytime i try to post the job vacancies, my posting right will be suspended.

Can some tell me why this is happening on a Site like this

Greg parked in front of the mall wiping off his car. He had just come
from the car wash and was waiting for her wife to get out of work.
Coming his way from across the parking lot was what society would
consider a bum.
From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no
money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times
that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't
want to be bothered times", for Greg.
Greg hope he doesn't ask him for any money.
Well, he didn't.
He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look
like he could have enough money to even ride the bus.
After a few minutes he spoke.
"That's a very pretty car," he said.
He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly
blond beard keep more than his face warm.
Greg said, "thanks," and continued wiping off his car.

He sat there quietly as Greg worked. The expected plea for money never
came.
As the silence between us widened something inside Greg said, "ask him if
he needs any help." Greg was sure that he would say "yes" but he held true
to the inner voice.
"Do you need any help?" Greg asked.
He answered in three simple but profound words that Greg shall never forget.
We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from
those of higher learning and accomplishments.

Greg expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook Greg.
"Don't we all?" he said.

Greg was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum
in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge
shotgun.
Don't we all?
Greg needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but Greg
needed help. Greg reached in his wallet and gave him not only enough for bus
fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those
three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter
how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you
have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or
a place to sleep, you can give help.

Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that.
You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all.
They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different
perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from
daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.
Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe
he was more than that.

Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.

Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."
Don't we all?

While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, John 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 him. Straining to locate his friend among the passengers deplaning through the jetway, John noticed a man coming toward him carrying two light bags.

He stopped right next to John 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, John 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 John of newlyweds, but John knew by the age of their kids that they couldn't possibly be.

John puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed he was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm's length away from me.

John suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if he was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear his 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?" John asked the man finally turned and looked at John, still beaming his joyous smile."Two whole days!"

Two days? John was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, John had assumed he'd been gone for at least several weeks - if not months. John know his expression betrayed him, John said almost offhandedly, hoping to end his intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for his friend), "I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!"

The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked John straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into John soul, he told John something that left him a different person. He told John, "Don't hope, friend, decide!" Then he flashed John his wonderful smile again, shook John's hand and said, "God bless!" With that, he and his family turned and strode away together.

John was still watching that exceptional man and his special family walk just out of sight when John friend came up to him and asked, "What'cha looking at?" Without hesitating, and with a curious sense of certainty, John replied, "My future!"

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In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before.

Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his mind of this bridge. He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in his heart that it could be done. He just had to share the dream with someone else. After much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince his son Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the bridge in fact could be built.

Working together for the first time, the father and son developed concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and the headiness of a wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.

The project started well, but when it was only a few months underway a tragic accident on the site took the life of John Roebling. Washington was injured and left with a certain amount of brain damage, which resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or even move.

"We told them so."
"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."
"It`s foolish to chase wild visions."

Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that the project should be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap Washington was never discouraged and still had a burning desire to complete the bridge and his mind was still as sharp as ever.

He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to some of his friends, but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on his bed in his hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through the windows, a gentle breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he was able to see the sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a moment.

It seemed that there was a message for him not to give up. Suddenly an idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and he decided to make the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife.

He touched his wife's arm with that finger, indicating to her that he wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used the same method of tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It seemed foolish but the project was under way again.

For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife's arm, until the bridge was finally completed. Today the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory as a tribute to the triumph of one man's indomitable spirit and his determination not to be defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to the engineers and their team work, and to their faith in a man who was considered mad by half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument to the love and devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently decoded the messages of her husband and told the engineers what to do.

Perhaps this is one of the best examples of a never-say-die attitude that overcomes a terrible physical handicap and achieves an impossible goal.

Often when we face obstacles in our day-to-day life, our hurdles seem very small in comparison to what many others have to face. The Brooklyn Bridge shows us that dreams that seem impossible can be realised with determination and persistence, no matter what the odds are.

Even the most distant dream can be realized with determination and persistence.

Although you may not be totally familiar with the geography of part of Maritime Canada, particularly with the absence of a permanent link between Prince Edward Island and the Province of New Brunswick, the thought of linking these two provinces permanently was only a dream. The transportation link between these two provinces was either by ship or, in more modern times, by ferry.

In order to link these two provinces permanently meant that many technological obstacles had to be overcome, but perseverance, the vision of a permanent link, paid off. The permanent linking was accomplished by designing and then building a unique bridge. The project began in 1993, and the 12.9-kilometer (approx. 14 miles) Confederation Bridge officially opened on May 31, 1997.

Forming an integral part of the Trans Canada network, the Confederation Bridge is the longest bridge over ice-covered waters in the world. Many obstacles had to be overcome including the tremendous pressure from ice along its pylons during the winter and the spring thaw.

The key to the success of building this unique bridge over a period of four years was perseverance. No matter the task, perseverance is the ability to keep going in spite of obstacles and challenges. Perseverance is the realization that challenges along the way are only minor detours on the march to success.

"Our energy is in proportion to the resistance it meets.
We attempt nothing great but from a sense of the difficulties we have to encounter,
we persevere in nothing great but from a pride in overcoming them."

Don't spend major time with minor people.
If there are people in your life who continually disappoint you, break promises, stomp on your dreams, are too judgmental, have different values and don't have your back during difficult times, that is not friendship.

To have a friend, be a friend.
Sometimes in life as you grow, your friends will either grow or go. Surround yourself with people who reflect values, goals interests and lifestyles.

When I think of any of my successes,
I am thankful to God from whom all blessings flow, and to my family and friends who enrich my life.

Over the years my phone book has changed because I changed, for the better.
At first, you think you're going to be alone, but after awhile, new people show up in your life that make it so much sweeter and easier to endure.

Remember what your elders used to say,

"Birds of a feather flock together.
If you're an eagle, don't hang around chickens:
Chickens can't fly!"

A parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell into the farmer's well. The farmer heard the mule 'braying' -- or whatever mules do when they fall into wells. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer felt sorry for the mule, but decided that neither the mule nor the well was worth saving. Instead, he called his neighbors together and told them what had happened and asked them to help haul dirt to bury the old mule in the well and put him out of his misery.

Initially, the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and his neighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back, a thought struck him. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirt landed on his back: he should shake it off and step up! This is what the old mule did, blow after blow. "Shake it off and step up, shake it off and step up, shake it off and step up!" he repeated to encourage himself.

No matter how painful the blows, or distressing the situation seemed, the old mule fought "panic" and just kept right on shaking it off and stepping up! You guessed it! It wasn't long before the old mule, battered and exhausted, stepped triumphantly over the wall of that well! What seemed like it would bury him, actually end up blessing him. All because of the manner in which he handled his adversity.

Sir Edmund Hillary was the first man to climb Mount Everest. On May 29, 1953 he scaled the highest mountain then known to man-29,000 feet straight up. He was knighted for his efforts.

He even made American Express card commercials because of it! However, until we read his book, High Adventure, we don't understand that Hillary had to grow into this success.

You see, in 1952 he attempted to climb Mount Everest, but failed. A few weeks later a group in England asked him to address its members.

Hillary walked on stage to a thunderous applause. The audience was recognizing an attempt at greatness, but Edmund Hillary saw himself as a failure. He moved away from the microphone and walked to the edge of the platform.

He made a fist and pointed at a picture of the mountain. He said in a loud voice, "Mount Everest, you beat me the first time, but I'll beat you the next time because you've grown all you are going to grow, but I'm still growing!"

Don't try this, unless you care thinking of 1st Country war.

At last!!!

Must African stuff look bad It's not funny!!! Let's start branding ourself with GOOD things. An American wakes up to Say "God Bless America".

Not really but when you get adapted to anything is affect one for real.

Nice

Thx 4 d had work.
Prince, i want 2 get dat stuff clearly. I mean d spam of a tin. Do u mean i can't direct ppl 2 my email or no be4 my sign's on. I seems nt to understand wat u mean by spam.
Den how can i check my post? Not responds 2 other ppls post.

Thx 4 d had work.
Prince, i want 2 get dat stuff clearly. I mean d spam of a tin. Do u mean i can't direct ppl 2 my email or no be4 my sign's on. I seems nt to understand wat u mean by spam.
Den how can i check my post? Not responds 2 other ppls post.

Notin in d pocket 4 now. But i'm sure it's goin 2 over full vry soon.

Well, dat's y i need love. If i had been rich alot of pretends would av been around.

Is der any lady dat believe in true love.
Well, i'm 30yrs, dark, 6.1ft.
I need a love. I've been in løok, for 21mths now. But it seems evry lady is lookin 4 a ready made guy.

Can sum1 prove 2 me dat der is true love.

08035776886

Male, 30, 6.1ft.
08035776886

Yeap! I can see dis workin.
4 more dan 3wks now, we av not less dan 12hrs power supply per day. It sumtimes fall btw 18 - 23hrs per day. And dis is happenin many areas.

According 2 analisty, dey said dey met up wit 35k & still hope 2 meet up wit 60k.

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