For years now whenever Christmas pageants are talked about in a certain town in the Midwest, someone is sure to mention the name of Wallace Purling. Wallys performance in one annual production of the Nativity play has slipped into the realm of a legend. But the old timers who were in the audience that night never tire of recalling exactly what happened.

Wally was nine that year and in the second grade, though he should have been in fourth. Most people in town knew that he had difficulty keeping up. He was big and clumsy, slow in movement and mind. Still, Wally was well liked by the other children in his class, all of whom were smaller than he. Though the boys had trouble hiding their irritation when Wally would ask to play with them in a game in which winning was important.

Most often they would find a way to keep him out, but Wally would hang around anyway- not sulking, just hoping. He was always a helpful boy, a willing and smiling one, and the natural protector, paradoxically, of the underdog. Sometimes if the older boys chased the younger ones away, it would always be Wally who would say, t they stay? Theyre no bother.

Wally fancied the idea of being a shepherd with a flute in the Christmas Pageant that year, but the plays director, Miss Lambard, assigned him to a more important role. After all, she reasoned, the Innkeeper did not have too many lines, and Wallys size would make his refusal of lodging to Joseph more forceful.

And so it happened that the usual large, partisan audience gathered for the towns yearly extravaganza of crooks and creches, of beards, crowns, halos and a whole stage full of squeaky voices. No one on stage or off was more caught up in the magic of the night than Wallace Purling. They said later that he stood in the wings and watched the performance with such fascination that from time to time Miss Lambard had to make sure he did not wander on stage before his cue.

Then came the time when Joseph appeared, slowly, tenderly guiding Mary to the door of the Inn. Joseph knocked hard on the wooden door set into the painted backdrop. Wally the Innkeeper was there waiting.

What do you want? Wally said, swinging the door open with a brusk gesture.

We seek lodging.Seek it elsewhere. Wally looked straight ahead, but spoke vigorously. The Inn is filled.Sir, we have asked everywhere in vain. We have traveled far and are very weary.There is no room in this Inn for you. Wally looked properly stern.

Please, good innkeeper, this is my wife, Mary. She is heavy with child and needs a place to rest. Surely you must have some small corner for her. She is so tired.

Now for the first time, the Innkeeper relaxed his stiff stance and looked down at Mary. With that, there was a long pause. Long enough to make the audience a bit tense with embarrassment.

No! Be gone! the prompter whispered form the wings.

Wally repeated automatically. Be gone!

Joseph sadly placed his arm around Mary and Mary laid her head upon her husbands shoulder and the two of them started to move away. The Innkeeper did not return inside the Inn, however. Wally stood there in the doorway watching the forlorn couple. His mouth was open, his brow creased with concern. His eyes filling unmistakably with tears. And suddenly this Christmas pageant became different from all the others.

t go Joseph, Wally cried out. Bring Mary back. And Wallace Purlings face grew into a bright smile. You can have my room!

Some people in the town thought the pageant had been ruined. Yet there were others, many others, who considered it the most Christmas of all Christmas pageants they had ever seen.

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W0W - Day 3 and oh what a feeling . . . I'm dancing on the ceiling! After a busy day showing very bad low income apartment buildings, I was able to end the day on a high. I wasn't looking forward to these showings but my client was wanting to buy this type of building so off we went. I was absolutely disgusted with how some people choose to live. I'm convinced that if they were living in the penthouse in Trump Tower they would still have kept filthy dirty apartments.Please don't get me wrong, I do not believe they wereliving in squalor because they were down on their luck.Some of thetenants hadvery few possessions but what they had was clean and in good repair. You could see theyhad respect for themselves and for their surroundings. That maybe this was just a temporary set-back? But others, OMG. I've never seen such filth and the smell . . . no excuse would be acceptable for allowing yourself to live like that.
On the other hand, this one guy had a mattress on the floor, one previously enjoyed tv table/tray with a lamp and no shade. Just the bare bulb. That was all he had in this one room apartment. He told me he was saving up to buy a 'curly bulb'. That this new bulb will save energy. I didn't know what to say.
I finished with my client and decided to hit the grocery store to get some food. As I was parking the car I realized that I couldn't get thru Day 3 without buying 5 Thank You notecards and putting them to immediate use. I wrote on the outside of the envelope "Free Money Inside" On the inside of the note I wrote "If you need this $10 please take it and enjoy. If you don't need the cash, please add more to it and pay it forward."
I took the 5 cards and envelopes into the grocery store and put one on the bulletin board beneathan ad for someone looking to clean homes for cash. Another was taped to a box of diapers with another attached to babyfood. Next I went to the denture cleaning section and taped one there. The final one went over in the petfood aisle.
My hope and prayer is that someone who is in true need will find them, with far more than $10 in them, and that it will make their day.

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I have this weird feeling that if I can look at a particular event objectively without attaching morality, emotions, or judgement to it it feels as if I have successfully separated my soul from my body, leaving behind a mechanical robot of a shell. And when that soul returns to the body after days of absence, there are repercussions and just hours ago while reading the newspapers on the couch of my living room, I felt the entire rawness of the emotions flooding right back to me and I was slowly being enveloped by fear.
The first thought that struck me was that I was having a panic attack, but then I realised it wasnt. It was paranoia filing in, probably an unfortunate genetic keepsake from my grandma and when that happened, all I had to do was to talk to someone, and start the process of soul separation again. If you ask me how I manage to do that, I really dont know how to begin to explain.
It isnt literally separating my soul of course it was just my own method of keeping my emotions in check. And by in check, I mean restraining them like a warden would over delinquent inmates.

My Quantitative Analysis VL (Visiting Lecturer) is from Melbourne and will be teaching the subject for 4 days this entire week hes young (I reckon hes around his late 20s/early 30s), good-looking, bespectacled, spices up the class with humour as best he could which surprisingly works, for a subject thats harder than Add Maths. :/ I mean, anyone who could make a mathematical subject interesting and keeps people focused throughout the 2 hours (especially for one who tends to fall asleep easily like me) has to be really, really good in teaching.
For once, Im actually looking forward to QA.

My Price Theory mid-sem test on Tuesday was alright the 10 MCQ questions were okay, most of them came out exactly the same from our exercise book, while the three short essay questions were a little tough. Nevertheless, our lecturer surprised us by giving us a hint WTF to one of the tougher questions which I managed to do in the end. No wonder my classmate Rebecca warned me that there was once during summer in Prices Markets, she blatantly released the answers during the exams WTF..

Day 3 Sunday, 27th July 2008
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I was woken up at 6.30am by Matt. I was in a deep, satisfying sleep thanks to the beer from the previous night, dreaming of running away from dinosaur-like monsters in the jungle wtf. When Matt shoke me to wake me up, it felt as if I was being forcefully dragged to reality by hand.

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i just came back from bangkok last night. haha...had a really tiring trip. all i did all day was walk and walk so much until my bf d**n angry with me cause his feet and back hurts alot. hahaha! Stayed at centrepoint petchburi 15...that hotel is fantastic, its clean, the ppl r really friendly and nice(saluting to u everyday, greet u and smile whenever u go out or come bk). Just opposite to pantip plaza and platinum fashion mall and downstairs is pratunam wholesale mkt already. The room is big and fab and dont have the errie ghost feeling(i can finally bathe with the doors closed) hahahah!! It also has a big fridge, stove, microwave, dining table, toaster, hot water boiler and vcd-dvd player. i dunno y im so crazy over this hotel after staying here. Definately would only want to stay here whenever i go bkk now. haha the only bad part was the entrance was rather ulu(behind a street) and the breakfast was so-so..And the room air-con switches off by itself whenever we put the temperature abv 20degrees. But then after awhile it switches on again...so me and bf concluded that maybe it has a thermometer inside or something to gauge the temp but still i loved that place all the same.

I went to siam paragon, siam square, bonaza plaza and MBK on the 1st day. Pratunam whosale mkt, city complex and platinum fashion mall and chinatown on the 2nd day. Went to CTC, central mall on the 3rd.

IMO, i find platinum quite ok only..and u have to buy 3 pieces in order to get the wholesale price ...when most of the time all i wanted was just 1. But u still can bargain if u want 2. Just smile and say "ka pun ka" (dunno how its spelt) or "please, just a bit?" hahaha it works most of the time time for me. Btw the clothes r like far east plaza or this fashion.

the best place i found with the nicest clothes was CTC.Though its all hot and stuffy...but i really found alot of nice cheap clothes there.

Siam sq and MBK was just alright...i didnt really get alot of things there.
And i also went to siam paragon ocean park. QUite ex, like 900 baht for 2 pax. But its really nice inside. Alot of fishes and animals u dont get to see at singapore underwater world. Now that i saw the one in bkk i find sg one really super boring. Its really cute how they used car, fridge, tv etc to make into tanks for small fishes.

And btw, i went to try ZEN japanese restaurant after the raves. haha...it was quite good and had wanted to try fuji as well but the outlet at central mall is so so packed. so i gave up and we went to the one beside called "gold shanghai xiaolongbao", and i loved it. i think its a must try for those who really like xiao long pao. it was heavenly!!! And also COCA for the tom yum kung soup. v v sweet and nice.

Bangkok is basically now v safe to go, ppl are friendly and polite. The only down part was its extremely hot and humid. And those tuk-tuk knowing that u r tourist, they wanna bring u to gem factory and stuff...really sets u off...

Now that im back and back to old self, i feel quite lost...coz like nothing to do. hahaha!!! really wanna go back there and walk to death.

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Like I explained from last year's vacation, my parernal grandmother used to keep a journal whenever we took her on vacation with us (which was pretty much every summer). When I got old enough, I began keeping a journal as well. She used to write things down like where we ate and how much it cost, etc. I thought that was weird at the time but now I understand it. Today I looked back at my journal from 2004 and I had written down the cost of our dinner. I was surprised at the inexpense of the cost from only 4 years ago. Anyway, once again this year, I am going to keep the journal on our laptop and when we arrive home, I will print it out. Following is what I wrote for today.

We decided to leave a day early and took off a little before 9am this morning. We drove until we got to Clarksville, TN and stopped for lunch at Dairy Queen. I had promised B1 that we would try to find a DQ before we left. She was craving it for some reason. We also got some gas and then got back on the road. I drove the first 250 miles and then Hubby took over. I slept for awhile and when I woke up, we were in Chattanooga. We stopped for dinner at exit #221 on I-75 in Georgia. We ate at a Golden Corral ($35.27 for the 4 of us with water to drink). We drove a while longer and are now at a Holiday Inn in Perry, GA. We packed an overnight bag so all we really had to bring into the hotel room was that bag, the bag, the laptop, and the bag with books, magazines, etc. in it. It was easy to move into the hotel room tonight. Tomorrow wont be so easy. Oh well.

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We went back to Matsui hotel and took turns to bathe.

At that point of time, I really regretted staying over at her aunt's house because of all the inconvenience. Every day, we had to wake up and go home earlier because it is located some distance from greater tokyo area. We can't go back too late too as we always get a lift from the station to her aunt's house because LY doesn't know how to walk back at night. Especially on the first day, we left Odaiba before we experienced half of what Odaiba has to offer. We also had to share one bathroom over at her house. There were just things that wasn't like what was promised.
However, after the experience, it doesn't feel that bad. Although it wasn't truely like a homestay, it was still quite a great experience. We got to taste some home-cooked food and we got to see a more stylish LY. HAHAHA.

After bringing our luggage to the room, we went down to the living room to celebrate LY's birthday. The reason her aunt was late in fetching us from the hotel, was all because of LY's cake. The cake was nice alright. I just don't really like cake cream.

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