Have you ever wondered?

Please read.

Near the metro station sits a woman of uncertain age. Her hair is dirty, her head bowed in grief.

The woman sits on the dirty floor and next to her lies a bag. In that bag people throw money. In the hands of the woman, asleep, is a two year old baby. He's in dirty clothes.

Numerous passers-by will donate money. Our kind of people always feel sorry for less fortunate. We are ready to give unfortunate people the last shirt, the last penny out of our pocket without hesitation.

I walked past a beggar for a month. Did not give any money, as I knew that this is a gang operated scam and money collected by the beggar will be given to whoever controls beggars in the area. Those people own numerous luxury properties and cars.

A month later, walking past the beggars, as shock, it suddenly hit me.

I'm at a busy crossing, staring at the baby, dressed as always in a dirty track suit. I realized that it seemed odd, finding a child in a dirty underground station from morning to evening.

The baby slept. Never sobbed or screamed, always asleep, burying his face in the knee of a woman who was his so-called mum.

Do any of you have children between the age of 1 to 3? Do you remember how they are unable to sleep more than 2 hours at a time? However, these kids are always asleep. Always! Therefore my suspicion grew.

"Why does he sleeps all the time?" I asked, staring at the baby.

The beggar pretended not to hear me. She lowered her eyes and hid her face in the collar of her shabby jacket. I repeated the question. The woman looked up. She looked somewhere behind my back, tired with utter irritation.

"F **k off", her lips murmured.

Behind me someone put his hand on my shoulder. I looked back. An old man was looking at me disapprovingly: "What do you want from her? Can’t you see how hard she’s got it in her life." He gets some coins from his pocket and throws them in the beggar’s bag.

The beggar portrayed a face of humility and universal grief. The guy removed his hand from my shoulder and strolled out of the underground station.

I bet, at home, he will tell how he defended poor, distraught woman from a soulless man in a tube station.

Next day I called a friend. From my friend I managed to find out that this business, despite the apparent spontaneity, clearly organized. Its supervised by begging organized crime rings.

The children used are "rented" from families of alcoholics, or simply stolen.

I needed to get the answer to the question – why is the baby sleeping? And I received it. My friend told me in a calm voice, "They are on heroin, or vodka"

I was dumbfounded. "Who is on heroin or vodka?! "

He answered, "The child, so he doesn’t scream. The woman will be sitting whole day with him, imagine how he might get bored?"

In order to make the baby sleep the whole day, he is pumped with vodka or drugs. Of course, children's bodies are not able to cope with such a shock. And children often die. The most terrible thing – sometimes children die during the "working day". The "mother" must hold another dead child on her hands until the evening. These are the rules. And the by passers-by will throw some money in the bag, and believe that they are doing a good deed. Helping a single mom.

The next day I was walking near the same underground station. I stocked up a journalistic identity, and was ready for a serious conversation. But the conversation didn't work out. But the following happened.

A woman was sitting on the floor and in her hands was a child. I asked her a question about the documents on the child, and, most importantly, where was yesterday's kid, which she simply ignored.

My questions were not ignored by passers-by. I was told that I was out of my mind screaming at poor beggar with a child. In the end, I was escorted out of the tube station in disgrace. One thing remained was to call the police. When police arrived, beggar with the baby disappeared.

When you see a woman with a child, begging, think before you donate. Think about that, if it wasn't for your hundreds of thousands of handouts, businesses like this would have died. The business would die and not the children. Do not look at the sleeping child with affection. See horror. Since you're reading this article, you know now why the child is sleeping in beggars hands.

Please share this. And when you decide again to donate to a beggar, remember that this charity could cost another child's life.

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Sorry i just thought this post is useful and i think i should share it to the whole world.
Hi guys, i just want to say that i'm really digging Harvest Moon BTN on my PSP right now, and i want to tell you guys that i reached Autumn first year already so far, and i've got some achievement so far too, WITHOUT any cheats!
My achievement so far are:
  1. I've got 3 power berries already! One from digging in the waterfall's mine, one from the solidary cedar tree and one from winning the swimming contest on Summer the first.. I am SO proud.
  2. I've got two stars of beauty so far, my hardwork from numerous times of spa, reading fashion magazines and looking at mirror everytime i wake up.
  3. I've enlarged my hen house, using golds and lumber earned by me.
  4. I've got the biggest rucksack already.
  5. I've upgraded my axe to maximum already.
  6. One of my chickens had won chicken contest and currently is producing golden eggs
  7. My dog has grown up into adults!

2 more years to go and i still got lots of works to do! Fighting fighting! :D
BTW i found this family tree of Harvest Moon interesting, you might want to see it too~



Oh yeah and stay tuned, The Sims 3 Island Paradise review coming soon!
This game never gets old. I still remember i played it first time at my PS1, and right away i knew i'm gonna get addicted to it. Played it on PC before, and now i'm playing it again on PSP. This game is a real challenge if you play it without any help from cheats :D

I've been playing for a while now and i'm in my first day of summer, first year. I'm trying so hard to win the swimming contest; I NEVER WIN. GOD kjsdhkajdaklsjafalk it's so hard to win that contest seriously. I've tried searching for any tips and strategies for how to swim correctly so that i could win but i can't seem to find any solution. Does any of you won this contest so far? If so, will you please teach me?

God i'm so desperate :'(

I don't even want to move on from the contest if i couldn't win it. I could have won a power berry you know!

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Out of the topic, this is my first time playing harvest moon in girls mode. All this time i've always played it in boy mode, and i always cheat it so that i can marry girls as fast as i can. And now i play it in PSP i can't use any cheats at all, which leaves me with nothing but to work hard for the extra Gs. (G is like $ in Harvest Moon). And playing as girls, you got a whole new choice of bachelors to choose from; The Doctor, Cliff, Gray, Kai, and Rick. I've always loved Ellie and Doctor, so i thought i would want to marry Doctor. But turns out i got a crush on Cliff, cause apart from always being sad and gloomy in the church, he's a really sweet guy <3


This is the harvest moon version of Cliff.
Thanks neoseeker for the pic.

And when i browse Google for Cliff Harvest Moon i found some of his fanarts.


Here's sweet Cliff cooking for you~


OMG I JUST. I CAN'T. 
Whoever drew Cliff into this beauty i salute you.


Getting steamy with my harvest moon girl.
HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE CLIFF AKSJDALKJDAdfs


Okay it's getting dirtier, i shall stop here.

Currently Cliff's heart for me is blue, which i guess still got 4 or 5 stages of heart to work for before he can finally propose to me, i think i got a shot cause i still have 2 years and a half to work on it. This game is just simple but it's just so addicting to play with the simple simulation and mission to reach for.

This is absolutely a legend game for me, and i bet for all the players who played this too.

EDIT :

I'VE WON THE SWIMMING CONTEST!!!!!!

by m. lewandowski

Read PART 1 here

My brothers said that i'm a very timid cat. I'm afraid to take risks and go for an adventure. They all catched a bug or mice at least one time while i never stepped out of safe zone. But how could i ever brave myself and face the world out there after what had happened to my last brother who got hit by a machine called car? I am frustrated even thinking about that incident, and i'm sure mom is, too. None of them witnesses him died, and mom hides the truth from them all, not wanting them to know cause mom knows they will all get scared like i do if they find out the truth. They all called me Tim, as in timid. And everytime my brothers calls me that they all laughed at the same time and all i can do is just stay silent, though my heart rages and aches, mom always told me to be patient, since mom knows i'm the most mature of them all. As for mom, she gets weaker by the day and her milk gets lesser, while we all gets older and older. I know soon mom will leave us all behind and go somewhere else, and i'm hoping it's a better place.

Only i don't know it will happen so soon.

That day it was raining, we all go hunting together with mom, we didn't catch much since the rain washes everything away, so we went home. But mom looked so bad and pale, she told us to go home first, saying that she'll catch us up later. When i ask where she wanna go, she just smiled at me and said "take care of your brothers". I know something could go wrong, but she insisted me go home first, cause rain is just being annoyance.

I waited so long, she never came back.

And by the time i fetch her up right at the place she bids me goodbye, i saw her lying there, lifeless.

I never felt so depressed in my life. My loved ones, my mother. The center of my life all this time, has gone. I am not even prepared for this day to happen. All my brothers gone speechless, but i know none of them felt the same miserable way as i do. I should have known she was sick all this time, and she shouldn't have hunt with us and got drizzled by rain. Then she won't be this sick and leave us. But life is life. No one can do anything, not even humans.

My brothers all went home for a rest. I still sit beside her dead body, looking at her face, licking at her paws and ears. I can only pray she had gone to a better place where places to sleep and food to eat is unlimited, and unmaterialistic.
I can only pray for the best.

I love you mom, i always will.

And i should have realized, my sufferings as a stray cat has just begun.