LETTER FRM INTELIGENT DAUGHTER 2 FATHER:

LETTER FRM INTELIGENT DAUGHTER 2 FATHER:

Fathr,shockd2see daughtrs room,bed nicely made,everythin clean&saw a letter.He read letterwit tremblin hands:

Dad,wit gr8regret&sorrow,m writin u&leavin hom,goin wit my boyfrndANDY.Its a realPASSIONwit him.
He is so nice2me.I know if u meet him u'll like him.But it isnt onlyPASSION,m pregnant&he want2hv the kid.He is older thn me(42not so old)&has no money.
I know he hs more galfrndsbt he'll b faithful2me in his own way.He want2hv more kids&dats now 1of my dreams too.
ANDY told me dat marijuana doesnt hurt any1 & he'll b growin it fr us &we'll trade fr cocaine.Pray datscience finds cure fr AIDS & ANDY gets better.
Dont worry,m 15yrs old&can tk care of myslf.Sumday we'll b back&u get2know ur grandchildren
Ur lovin daughter

At bottom of page ws PTOHands still tremlin,

he turnd page&read:DAD none of above is true.
m at neighbrs hom.Just wantd2remind u, dere r worse thngs in life thn my reportcard,in my bag.
Plz sign it&call wen its safe for me2come home.
ur daughter

maths magic

maths magic:

[(ur cell no.'s last digit)*2+5]*50+[ur age + 365 - 615]

the last two nos. in the final answer is ur age &
the 1st digit is ur cell's last no.

am i correct???

Best Poem written by African Kid

This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the bestpoem,
written by anAfrican kid.........
amazing thought!!!

When I born, I'm Black,
When I grow up, I'm Black,
When I go in Sun, I'm Black,
When I scared, I' m Black,
When I sick, I'm BlackAnd
when I die, I'm still black.

And you White fellow,
When you born, you are Pink
When you grow up, you are White,
When you go in Sun, you are Red,
When you cold, you are Blue
When you scared, you are Yellow
When you sick, you are GreenAnd
when you die, you are GrayAnd
you calling me colored