Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar.

. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about.

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about.

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about.

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about.

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about

WHO AM I?

Pretty wings I have four but Like a bird I cannot soar. Little feet I have six but On the street I do not fix. In the air I can fly but I am not a housefly. I suck honey, you can see but I am not a tiny bee. I am very light and bright. You cannot catch me in my flight. Can you, can you find me out? Come to the garden round about.

WHO AM I?

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

THE WIND
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

WORLD PEACE When wars and conflicts totally cease, In our world, there shall be peace. People must learn to get along, Not blame others, for being wrong. They fight for control, fight for land, Some just need a helping hand. We must rid ourselves of vanity, And embrace peace, through humanity. Wars make children so much tougher, Lose their innocence, while they suffer. We should fight for peace instead, Love not war, we should spread.

WORLD PEACE When wars and conflicts totally cease, In our world, there shall be peace. People must learn to get along, Not blame others, for being wrong. They fight for control, fight for land, Some just need a helping hand. We must rid ourselves of vanity, And embrace peace, through humanity. Wars make children so much tougher, Lose their innocence, while they suffer. We should fight for peace instead, Love not war, we should spread.

WORLD PEACE When wars and conflicts totally cease, In our world, there shall be peace. People must learn to get along, Not blame others, for being wrong. They fight for control, fight for land, Some just need a helping hand. We must rid ourselves of vanity, And embrace peace, through humanity. Wars make children so much tougher, Lose their innocence, while they suffer. We should fight for peace instead, Love not war, we should spread.

WORLD PEACE When wars and conflicts totally cease, In our world, there shall be peace. People must learn to get along, Not blame others, for being wrong. They fight for control, fight for land, Some just need a helping hand. We must rid ourselves of vanity, And embrace peace, through humanity. Wars make children so much tougher, Lose their innocence, while they suffer. We should fight for peace instead, Love not war, we should spread.

WORLD PEACE When wars and conflicts totally cease, In our world, there shall be peace. People must learn to get along, Not blame others, for being wrong. They fight for control, fight for land, Some just need a helping hand. We must rid ourselves of vanity, And embrace peace, through humanity. Wars make children so much tougher, Lose their innocence, while they suffer. We should fight for peace instead, Love not war, we should spread.

WORLD PEACE When wars and conflicts totally cease, In our world, there shall be peace. People must learn to get along, Not blame others, for being wrong. They fight for control, fight for land, Some just need a helping hand. We must rid ourselves of vanity, And embrace peace, through humanity. Wars make children so much tougher, Lose their innocence, while they suffer. We should fight for peace instead, Love not war, we should spread.

THE LION WITH BAD BREATH The Lion was in a bad mood. That morning his wife, the Lioness, had told him that his breath smelled, and that perhaps he needed to do something about it. The Lion had pretended not to care, and had roared loudly and angrily just to show the Lioness who was king. Secretly though, he was worried. So as soon as the Lioness left the den to go about her day's work, the Lion called his three counsellors - the Sheep, the Wolf and the Fox. First he called the Sheep. 'Tell me, Sheep,' growled the Lion, 'do you think my breath smells?' The Sheep thought the Lion wanted to know the truth. So she bowed low before the Lion and said, 'Your Majesty, your breath smells terrible. In fact, it smells so bad that it is making me feel quite ill.' This was not what the Lion had wanted to hear. Roaring angrily, and calling the Sheep a fool, he pounced on her and bit her head off. Then he called the Wolf. 'Tell me, Wolf,' growled the Lion sharpening his claws, 'do you think my breath smells?' The Wolf had seen the dead Sheep on the way, and he had no plans to end up the same way. He bowed low before the Lion and said, 'Your Majesty! How can you ask me that? Your breath smells as sweet as the flowers in spring, as fresh as the...' He could not finish what he was going to say. 'Liar!' roared the Lion, and ripped him to pieces. At last the Lion called the Fox. The Fox came warily; she had seen the dead Sheep and the dead Wolf on the way. 'Tell me, Fox,' growled the Lion, sharpening his claws and yawning widely so that the Fox could see his long sharp teeth, 'do you think my breath smells?' The Fox coughed and sneezed and blew her nose, and then clearing her throat noisily, said in a hoarse whisper, 'Your Majesty, forgive me. I have such a nasty cold that I cannot smell a thing!'

THE LION WITH BAD BREATH The Lion was in a bad mood. That morning his wife, the Lioness, had told him that his breath smelled, and that perhaps he needed to do something about it. The Lion had pretended not to care, and had roared loudly and angrily just to show the Lioness who was king. Secretly though, he was worried. So as soon as the Lioness left the den to go about her day's work, the Lion called his three counsellors - the Sheep, the Wolf and the Fox. First he called the Sheep. 'Tell me, Sheep,' growled the Lion, 'do you think my breath smells?' The Sheep thought the Lion wanted to know the truth. So she bowed low before the Lion and said, 'Your Majesty, your breath smells terrible. In fact, it smells so bad that it is making me feel quite ill.' This was not what the Lion had wanted to hear. Roaring angrily, and calling the Sheep a fool, he pounced on her and bit her head off. Then he called the Wolf. 'Tell me, Wolf,' growled the Lion sharpening his claws, 'do you think my breath smells?' The Wolf had seen the dead Sheep on the way, and he had no plans to end up the same way. He bowed low before the Lion and said, 'Your Majesty! How can you ask me that? Your breath smells as sweet as the flowers in spring, as fresh as the...' He could not finish what he was going to say. 'Liar!' roared the Lion, and ripped him to pieces. At last the Lion called the Fox. The Fox came warily; she had seen the dead Sheep and the dead Wolf on the way. 'Tell me, Fox,' growled the Lion, sharpening his claws and yawning widely so that the Fox could see his long sharp teeth, 'do you think my breath smells?' The Fox coughed and sneezed and blew her nose, and then clearing her throat noisily, said in a hoarse whisper, 'Your Majesty, forgive me. I have such a nasty cold that I cannot smell a thing!'

LOVE AND TIME Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink so all constructed boats and left except for Love. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment. When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you." Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered. Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!" Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her. Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

LOVE AND TIME Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink so all constructed boats and left except for Love. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment. When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you." Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered. Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!" Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her. Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

VENGEANCE IS NOT OURS, IT'S GOD'S Alms, alms, alms. Spare me a piece of bread. Spare me your mercy. I am a child so young, so thin, and so ragged. Why are you staring at me? With my eyes I cannot see but I know that you are all staring at me. Why are you whispering to one another? Why? Do you know my mother? Do you know my father? Did you know me five years ago? Yes, five years of bitterness have passed. I can still remember the vast happiness mother and I shared with each other. We were very happy indeed. Suddenly, five loud knocks were heard on the door and a deep silence ensued. Did the cruel Nippons discover our peaceful home? Mother ran to Fathers side pleading. Please, Luis, hide in the cellar, there in the cellar where they cannot find you, I pulled my fathers arm but he did not move. It seemed as though his feet were glued to the floor. The door went bang and before us five ugly beasts came barging in. Are you Captain Luis Santos? roared the ugliest of them all. Yes, said my father. You are under arrest, said one of the beasts. They pulled father roughly away from us. Father was not given a chance to bid us goodbye. We followed them mile after mile. We were hungry and thirsty. We saw group of Japanese eating. Oh, how our mouths watered seeing the delicious fruits they were eating, Then suddenly, we heard a voice call, Consuelo. . . . Oscar. . . . Consuelo. . . . Oscar. . . . Consuelo. . . . Oscar. . . . we ran towards the direction of the voice, but it was too late. We saw father hanging on a tree. . . . dead. Oh, it was terrible. He had been badly beaten before he died. . . . and I cried vengeance, vengeance, vengeance! Everything went black. The next thing I knew I was nursing my poor invalid mother. One day, we heard the church bell ringing ding-dong, ding-dong! It was a sign for us to find a shelter in our hide-out, but I could not leave my invalid mother, I tried to show her the way to the hide-out. Suddenly, bombs started falling; airplanes were roaring overhead, canyons were firing from everywhere. Boom, boom, boom, boom! Mother was hit. Her legs were shattered into pieces. I took her gently in my arms and cried, Ill have vengeance, vengeance! No, Oscar. Vengeance, its Gods, said mother. But I cried out vengeance. I was like a pent-up volcano. Vengeance is mine not the Lords. No, Oscar. Vengeance is not ours, its Gods these were the words from my mother before she died.

GIVE THANKS
Thank God for the rainbow arc, That dries the teardrops in my heart, Thank God for the morning light, That drives the darkness out of sight. Thank God for the pillow soft, That cradles sweet dreams all aloft, Thank God for each day of old, That brings fond memories that unfold. Thank God for now and here, For each friend or family that brings good cheer, Thank God, O, thank God above, I thank dear God for parents love.

GIVE THANKS
Thank God for the rainbow arc, That dries the teardrops in my heart, Thank God for the morning light, That drives the darkness out of sight. Thank God for the pillow soft, That cradles sweet dreams all aloft, Thank God for each day of old, That brings fond memories that unfold. Thank God for now and here, For each friend or family that brings good cheer, Thank God, O, thank God above, I thank dear God for parents love.

GIVE THANKS
Thank God for the rainbow arc, That dries the teardrops in my heart, Thank God for the morning light, That drives the darkness out of sight. Thank God for the pillow soft, That cradles sweet dreams all aloft, Thank God for each day of old, That brings fond memories that unfold. Thank God for now and here, For each friend or family that brings good cheer, Thank God, O, thank God above, I thank dear God for parents love.

GIVE THANKS
Thank God for the rainbow arc, That dries the teardrops in my heart, Thank God for the morning light, That drives the darkness out of sight. Thank God for the pillow soft, That cradles sweet dreams all aloft, Thank God for each day of old, That brings fond memories that unfold. Thank God for now and here, For each friend or family that brings good cheer, Thank God, O, thank God above, I thank dear God for parents love.

GIVE THANKS
Thank God for the rainbow arc, That dries the teardrops in my heart, Thank God for the morning light, That drives the darkness out of sight. Thank God for the pillow soft, That cradles sweet dreams all aloft, Thank God for each day of old, That brings fond memories that unfold. Thank God for now and here, For each friend or family that brings good cheer, Thank God, O, thank God above, I thank dear God for parents love.

GIVE THANKS
Thank God for the rainbow arc, That dries the teardrops in my heart, Thank God for the morning light, That drives the darkness out of sight. Thank God for the pillow soft, That cradles sweet dreams all aloft, Thank God for each day of old, That brings fond memories that unfold. Thank God for now and here, For each friend or family that brings good cheer, Thank God, O, thank God above, I thank dear God for parents love.