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[فيزيقي الشرق]

Hey everyone

I love reading short stories, so i got this idea

why dont you guys put your stories in here

its ok if its a sad story or a funny one, it doesnt matter

just share something that happend in your life or just make up a story from your imagination.

This should be good to practice our English.

[bulushi-4ever]

Once upon a time there was a young boy living in a small viallgae in one of Oman mountains, he was naughty,troubles maker and destroyer ...

After few years he grew up and become a man than old man than he died

End story

[جوهرة سمائل]

A little boy asked his mother, Why are you crying ?
-Because I'm a woman, she told him I don't understand,
he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, And you
never will
Later the little boy asked his father,
Why does mother seem to cry for no reason ?
All women cry for no reason, was all his dad could say
The boy still didn't get an answer! so he only had his
old grandfather to ask
The little boy asked his grandfather, why do women
cry so easily
The grandfather said, when God made women, she had to
be special.
He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of
the world, yet ! gentle enough to give comfort
God gave her an inner strength to under child birth and
the rejection that many times comes from her
children
God gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going
when everyone else gives up,
and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue
without complaining
God gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and
all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly
God gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart
God gave her wisdom to know that a good husband
never hurts his wife,
but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to
stand beside him unfalteringly
And finally, God gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively
to use whenever it is needed
You see my son, the beauty of a woman is not in the
clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she
combs her hair
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that
is the doorway to her heart...

[Radioactivity]

A little boy asked his mother, Why are you crying ?
-Because I'm a woman, she told him I don't understand,
he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, And you
never will
Later the little boy asked his father,
Why does mother seem to cry for no reason ?
All women cry for no reason, was all his dad could say
The boy still didn't get an answer! so he only had his
old grandfather to ask
The little boy asked his grandfather, why do women
cry so easily
The grandfather said, when God made women, she had to
be special.
He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of
the world, yet ! gentle enough to give comfort
God gave her an inner strength to under child birth and
the rejection that many times comes from her
children
God gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going
when everyone else gives up,
and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue
without complaining
God gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and
all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly
God gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart
God gave her wisdom to know that a good husband
never hurts his wife,
but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to
stand beside him unfalteringly
And finally, God gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively
to use whenever it is needed
You see my son, the beauty of a woman is not in the
clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she
combs her hair
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that
is the doorway to her heart...

Beautiful ..... me like

[فيزيقي الشرق]

thats a very nice story. Thank you for posting it.

[الجنية السوداء]

I like reading more than writing
Best regards

[جوهرة سمائل]

Nice topic thank you

[روح منسية]

Once upon a time there was a young boy living in a small viallgae in one of Oman mountains, he was naughty,troubles maker and destroyer ...

After few years he grew up and become a man than old man than he died

End story

It is too funy

you make the life short as it is

[روح منسية]

A little boy asked his mother, Why are you crying ?
-Because I'm a woman, she told him I don't understand,
he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, And you
never will
Later the little boy asked his father,
Why does mother seem to cry for no reason ?
All women cry for no reason, was all his dad could say
The boy still didn't get an answer! so he only had his
old grandfather to ask
The little boy asked his grandfather, why do women
cry so easily
The grandfather said, when God made women, she had to
be special.
He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of
the world, yet ! gentle enough to give comfort
God gave her an inner strength to under child birth and
the rejection that many times comes from her
children
God gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going
when everyone else gives up,
and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue
without complaining
God gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and
all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly
God gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart
God gave her wisdom to know that a good husband
never hurts his wife,
but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to
stand beside him unfalteringly
And finally, God gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively
to use whenever it is needed
You see my son, the beauty of a woman is not in the
clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she
combs her hair
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that
is the doorway to her heart...

excellent story
it is useful that it is helping the men understand why the women crying easily without reasons.

many thanks dear

[unico]

Once upon a time there was a young boy living in a small viallgae in one of Oman mountains, he was naughty,troubles maker and destroyer ...

After few years he grew up and become a man than old man than he died

End story

Not bad at all lol. At least you write a story and it doesn't matter if it's long or short I am sure everyone appreciate it. Thanks brother

[adi707]

I like reading more than writing
Best regards

Writing more useful to express

[فيزيقي الشرق]

Reading improves our English significantly, but in my opinion it is writing that actully takes us to the next level. When you write you can know your weaknesses and you then concentrate on them.