سبحان الله وبحمده سبحان الله العظيم....اللهم اني كنت من الظالمين فغفر لي ورحمني ونصرني انت مولاي وغفر لوالدي ولوالد والدي و كافه المسلمين و المسلمات يا ارحم الراحمين ويا اكرم الأكرمين يا رب...آمين نرجوا من جميع الاعضاء تغير اسمائهم المستعارة الى اسمائهم الحقيقية ليكون التواصل بين الجميع بخارج المنتدى بسهولة ويسر.............شكرا اللهم صلي على سيدنا محمد وعلى آل سيدنا محمد كما صلية على سيدنا ابراهيم انك غفور رحيم سبحانك لا شريك لك انت ربي ورب كل شي |
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Mr. Abdullah Al Abri المراقب العام
عدد المساهمات : 51 نقاط العضو : 13847 السٌّمعَة العضو : 2 تاريخ التسجيل : 06/12/2011
| موضوع: & مسابقة أفضل قصـــــــــــ( قصيرة )ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــة & الأربعاء يناير 04, 2012 3:59 am | |
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| | | Haitham alomairi المدير العام للمنتدى
عدد المساهمات : 300 نقاط العضو : 14291 السٌّمعَة العضو : 0 تاريخ التسجيل : 05/12/2011 العمر : 28 الموقع : in your heart
| موضوع: شكر وتقدير ع الجهود الأربعاء يناير 04, 2012 10:41 am | |
| مشكور ع الجهود الجباره التي تقوم بها very nice...thank you | |
| | | اليقظان بن نبهان العميري عضو جديد
عدد المساهمات : 1 نقاط العضو : 13483 السٌّمعَة العضو : 1 تاريخ التسجيل : 09/01/2012
| موضوع: رد: & مسابقة أفضل قصـــــــــــ( قصيرة )ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــة & الثلاثاء يناير 10, 2012 5:57 pm | |
| dialogue father with his son There was a boy who was always losing his temper. His father gave him a bag full of nails and said to him, “My son, I want you to hammer a nail into our garden fence every time you need to direct your anger against something and you lose your temper.” So the son started to follow his father’s advice. On the first day he hammered in 37 nails, but getting the nails into the fence was not easy, so he started trying to control himself when he got . As the days went by, he was hammering in less nails, and within weeks he was able to control himself and was able to refrain from getting and from hammering nails. He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father was with his efforts and said to him: “But now, my son, you have to take out a nail for every day that you do not get .” The son started to take out the nails for each day that he did not get , until there were no nails left in the fence. He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father took him to the fence and said, “My son, you have done well, but look at these holes in the fence. This fence will never be the same again.” Then he added: “When you say things in a state of anger, they leave marks like these holes on the hearts of others. You can stab a person and withdraw the knife but it doesn’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry,’ because the wound will remain. | |
| | | ازهر العميري عضو جديد
عدد المساهمات : 27 نقاط العضو : 13665 السٌّمعَة العضو : 0 تاريخ التسجيل : 09/12/2011
| موضوع: رد: & مسابقة أفضل قصـــــــــــ( قصيرة )ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــة & الثلاثاء يناير 10, 2012 11:48 pm | |
| بس لو تزيدوا عدد الكلمات لانها قليلة
عدل سابقا من قبل ازهر العميري في الجمعة أبريل 13, 2012 2:36 am عدل 1 مرات | |
| | | Haitham alomairi المدير العام للمنتدى
عدد المساهمات : 300 نقاط العضو : 14291 السٌّمعَة العضو : 0 تاريخ التسجيل : 05/12/2011 العمر : 28 الموقع : in your heart
| موضوع: رد: & مسابقة أفضل قصـــــــــــ( قصيرة )ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــة & الأحد فبراير 26, 2012 3:02 pm | |
| بقلم ازهر راشد العميري
There was a boy who was always losing his temper. His father gave him a bag full of nails and said to him, “My son, I want you to hammer a nail into our garden fence every time you need to direct your anger against something and you lose your temper.”
So the son started to follow his father’s advice. On the first day he hammered in 37 nails, but getting the nails into the fence was not easy, so he started trying to control himself when he got angry. As the days went by, he was hammering in less nails, and within weeks he was able to control himself and was able to refrain from getting angry and from hammering nails. He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father was happy with his efforts and said to hi “But now, my son, you have to take out a nail for every day that you do not get angry.”
The son started to take out the nails for each day that he did not get angry, until there were no nails left in the fence.
He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father took him to the fence and said, “My son, you have done well, but look at these holes in the fence. This fence will never be the same again.” Then he adde “When you say things in a state of anger, they leave marks like these holes on the hearts of others. You can stab a person and withdraw the knife but it doesn’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry,’ because the wound will remain. | |
| | | يزيد العميري عضو نشيط
عدد المساهمات : 89 نقاط العضو : 14008 السٌّمعَة العضو : -12 تاريخ التسجيل : 15/12/2011 العمر : 28 الموقع : الحبي
| موضوع: رد: & مسابقة أفضل قصـــــــــــ( قصيرة )ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــة & السبت مارس 03, 2012 2:18 pm | |
| English There was a boy who was always losing his temper. His father gave him a bag full of nails and said to him, “My son, I want you to hammer a nail into our garden fence every time you need to direct your anger against something and you lose your temper.”
So the son started to follow his father’s advice. On the first day he hammered in 37 nails, but getting the nails into the fence was not easy, so he started trying to control himself when he got angry. As the days went by, he was hammering in less nails, and within weeks he was able to control himself and was able to refrain from getting angry and from hammering nails. He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father was happy with his efforts and said to hi “But now, my son, you have to take out a nail for every day that you do not get angry.”
The son started to take out the nails for each day that he did not get angry, until there were no nails left in the fence.
He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father took him to the fence and said, “My son, you have done well, but look at these holes in the fence. This fence will never be the same again.” Then he adde “When you say things in a state of anger, they leave marks like these holes on the hearts of others. You can stab a person and withdraw the knife but it doesn’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry,’ because the wound will remain. | |
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